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“The Sense of the Presence of God”

The Sense of the Presence of God

Pastor and author A.W. Tozer

November 4, 1956

In Matthew, the 18th chapter, verses 19 and 20, again, I say unto you, that if two of you shall agree on earth as touching anything that they shall ask, it shall be done for them of My Father which is in heaven. For where two or three are gathered together in My name, there am I in the midst of them.

And in John 14:9, these words, Philip saith unto Him, Lord, show us the Father and it sufficeth us. Jesus saith unto him, have I been so long time with you and yet hast thou not known Me, Philip. He that hath seen me hath seen the Father. And how saith thou then show us the Father. Believest thou not that I am in the Father and the Father in Me. The words that I speak unto you, I speak not of myself, but the Father that dwelleth in Me, He doeth the works. And then, in the eleventh chapter of 1 Corinthians, he that eateth and drinketh, unworthily, eateth and drinketh judgment to himself, not discerning the Lord’s body. For this cause many are weak and sickly among you and many sleep. For if we would judge ourselves, we would not be judged. But when we are judged, we are chastened of the Lord that we should not be condemned with the world.

Now there has been, I suppose, since Adam fled to the trees of the garden, an age-old longing to find God. Philip expressed it when he said, Lord, show us the Father. And this longing seems to be universal. Though, along with it, there is also a sin-born fear of God so that the fallen race of men is caught between fascination and fear. Fascination, I wonder if it does not root back into the Biblical doctrine of the Divine Image, that we were made in the image of God. And that which was made in the image of another, has a desire to look in on and see that Other in whose image he was made. It is the desire of the flowing river to look back into the fountain from which it came. This is the fascination, the longing to find God. But because man has sinned, he is also afraid of God, and so like Adam flees among the trees of the garden.

Now, some particularly, the Greeks, thought of God as dwelling in the local habitation. And so, they had their sacred mount, or they had their grove or rocky peak. And they thought of God as dwelling there. And they came betimes to worship God who dwelt in the mount or in the grove or on that rocky peak. And as they approached it, the thought that God was actually there, transported them. And history tells us of some of their ecstatic songs and dances as they approached the holy place as they considered it. And they brought along with them heifers with garlands of flowers around their necks as the poet says, lowing to the skies. And they’re in front of that mount or grove or peak, they sacrificed reverently, these heifers. And the poets of the day wrote verse to their deities, and sang them and the people saying them. This was the effort of men who are lost and away from God, but who are caught in the strange fascination that God exerts over the minds of men, and long to find Him and could not.

And then God brought the Truth to the world. And He swept away errors and fancies and shadows. And He showed what the Old Testament had hinted at, what it had pointed to and what it had prepared us for. That God should appear, not on a mount or in a grove, but that He should appear in the form of a man. And His name shall be called Emmanuel. And He could say, he that have seen Me hath seen the Father.

And so now, instead of there being a holy mount where they lead the lowing heifers, instead of there being a holy grove where the poets compose their hymns to the deities, God now dwells in a man, and that Man is the focal point of manifestation. As man, He is I say, that focal point of manifestation, and as God, that point may be anywhere. So, that where two or three are gathered in My name, there am I in the midst of them.

Now, this is the truth as over against all of the dim ideas that were wrought out of the darkness and confusion of unregenerate minds. That God has given us a focal point where He dwells. That God is everywhere, I think, is believed by Jew and Christian, but that there is a point of Manifestation, is believed also by Christians. And that point, that focal point of manifestation is Jesus Christ our Lord. And as God. I repeat, that point may be anywhere. He that seeks the throne of grace findeth that throne in every place. And so, He says, if you’re gathered in my name, I am with you. And if ye shall ask anything in My name, I will do it.

Now, the practice of the first Christians was very simple. They met in the name of a Man who they conceived and believed to be the focal point of God’s manifest presence. They met in His name. That was their mount and their grove and their bush and their mercy seat and their Sanctum Sanctorum, their holy place. That Man was all that the Greeks had looked after and wanted and all that the Jews had sought after if happily they might find Him. He was all that. And so, when they met together, they met in His name. And that Man, they said, had died to take away the separating wall of sin, and so removed the fear, but still preserved the fascination.

So those early Christians were not afraid of God. They did not bring blood, for that blood, they said, was already shed by the man who was also God and the God who was also man. And therefore, they were not afraid of God, but they still had that reverent fascination that brought them as a magnetic attraction. As by a magnetic attraction, it brought them to God. And they could not find this God by going into the mount, for He was not in the mount. They could not find Him and satisfy their desire for His presence by going into a grove somewhere, for He did not dwell in groves. They could not satisfy themselves by going into a building, because Paul plainly said, God dwelleth not in temples made by hands. But they satisfied that by coming together in His name. And wherever they came together in His name, He was there, so that their holy place was wherever a group of Christians were. Their sacred mount was wherever Christians came up together in the name of the Lord.

And now they said, this Man is back from death. And though He died, He’s dead no longer. And though He was in the grave, He’s out now. And He’s in full life and power forevermore. And so, they gathered to Him knowing that He was there. Not trying to persuade Him to come, but knowing that He was there, and knowing that all Deity was present. Hidden from sight, as He was hidden once in the pillar of cloud and fire that hovered over Israel. Hidden from sight, but all Deity there. He that has seen Me hath seen the Father. And they were all with one accord in one place.

And while they thus were gathered together unto Him, the focal point of the manifested Diety, suddenly, they were all filled with the Holy Ghost. And in the 13th of Acts, they ministered to the Lord and prayed, and the Spirit said, separate me, Barnabas and Saul. Remember that in gathering together, they had no other purpose. It is wrong for Christians to meet with any other purpose, than to minister to the Lord. To recognize that here is their Holy Mount. Here is their Sacred Grove. Here is their Promontory Peak sticking up against the sky where the ancient Greeks used to feign that the deities dwelt and look down. And now, this is all swept away, I repeat, and this assembly, this gathering together is the Holy Mount. This is the Holy Grove. This is the Sacred Hill, and they ministered to the Lord. It might have been hidden away somewhere for fear of the Romans or the Jews. It may have been in somebody’s house. It may have been in a synagogue. It may have been in a building, rented or borrowed or bought. Wherever it was, it was not the building. For being God, He could be anywhere. But they ministered to the Lord and they prayed.

Now, I read the passage from the book of First Corinthians that says that there was trouble in the Corinthian church, because they met without recognizing that Presence, not discerning the Lord’s body. I was afraid that I could be wrong on this, so I looked it up very carefully, to see whether I was right or whether this was simply speculation on my part. And I find that the Ellicott Commentary says almost the same thing, that they met without recognizing the Presence. They did not, were not required to believe that the bread and wine were God. But they were required to believe that God was present where Christians met to serve the bread and wine.

And because they did not recognize this and would not, therefore, they were in trouble. And they met together for other purposes than that of finding God at that focal point of manifestation in the person of His Son. He that eateth and drinketh unworthily eateth and drinketh damnation, judgment is the word, to himself, not discerning the presence of the Lord. Not knowing that this is the Lord’s body, of which He is the Head. And he said, the result of this unworthy gathering together was that some of those Christians were weak and sickly, and some actually died. For if we would judge ourselves, we should not be judged. But when we are judged, we are chastened of the Lord that we should not be condemned with the world.

Paul, in another place said that he turned a certain man who was a Christian, over to the devil for the destruction of the flesh that the spirit might be saved in the day of the Lord Jesus. I am not of those who believe that all sickness is of the devil, but I am of those who believe that God sometimes chastens and causes His people, actually, to be sick and to die, perhaps before their time as a judgment upon them lest they should go on to be condemned with the world. And in this instance, the judgment was upon them because they were too carnal, too worldly, too social-minded, too unspiritual, to recognize that when Christians met, they ought to at least have the reverence that a Greek had when he led a heifer to the sacred grove. They ought to at least have the reverence that a Greek poet had when he lay irreverently under the trees and compose sonnets to His deity. That when they came together, they ought to have at least the reverence that a high priest of the Old Testament had when he approached the sacred holy place, and with blood, put blood upon the mercy seat. And they didn’t. They came in another way. This sense of the Presence wasn’t in them. And so, the purpose and meaning of the communion dimmed down.

And it was not only true there, but in other churches as set forth in Revelation one, and two and three, it really is, Revelation two and three, the letters to the seven churches. He said that their love cooled. You’ve left your first love. And he said that their moral lives had degenerated. And he said their doctrines had wavered, so that they suffered that woman Jezebel to teach them to commit spiritual fornication and eat things offered to idols. And he said that they had the name that they lived, but they were dead, because they recognized not the Presence and the gathering together as believers to the holy mount, the coming up to Zion’s Hill, which is the Lord Jesus Christ. This had passed away from them, and this was why Christ appeared with eyes of the flame of fire and feet like unto fine brass to trample, and with a two-edged sword in his mouth to slay. Where just before the opening of those condemnatory letters, in which he praised and blamed and pleaded for them to get right, he revealed Himself as a judge and showed the two-edged sword and the feet like unto burnished brass.

And I tell you, my brethren, that there must be judgment before there can be blessing. And I pray that we may be wise enough to escape the sharp edge of that sword. I pray that we may be wise enough to avoid the frightful crushing of those trampling feet. I pray that when the eyes of the Flame of Fire look into our hearts and question why we’re here, that our motive will be found pure and holy.

Now, if this church is a real church, it is a communion, not an institution. Not an institution set up merely organized and established. Anybody can organize a church–anybody. Anybody can set up a church, get a pastor, elect a board. Anybody can organize by getting a group together, voting in a constitution and getting thus established. Anybody can set up a church. And anybody can give the offices, the body can give to the officers certain authority. The offices of authority may be set up, pastors, deacons, elders, and so on. Anybody can thus organize an institution. But unless that institution is also a communion, it is not a New Testament church.

Now, a New Testament church must be, and if this church is to be a New Testament Church, it must be a company drawn together with a fascination, the magnetic fascination of the desire to see God, to feel God, to hear God, to be where God is, as the Greeks in reverence approached their sacred place. As the Jews in reverence approached their holy place, their Sanctorum.

So, a church is a company of people who have been drawn together by the age-old and ever-new desire to be where God is. A company drawn together, I say, to see and hear and feel God appearing in the Man. Not in the preacher, not in the deacon nor elder, but God appearing in that Man, back from the dead, eternally alive.

That is the Bush before which we kneel. That is the Mercy Seat to which we approach. That is the Presence. And remember that He is literally present, though not physically present. It is a mistake to imagine that He is physically present. Some people approach the communion with great awe because they think they’re approaching the physical presence of God. But the Bible teaches us, not that He’s physically present, but that He is literally present, and this then is the Bush. God was not physically present in the burning bush. He was not physically present between the wings of the cherubim. He was not physically present in the cloud and fire. But in all three, He was literally present.

And so, our Lord is literally present. This Man who is the focal point of divine manifestation, is here. And if we are here for any other reason, there may be two kinds of reasons that could bring us here. If the reason is humanly worldly, but not spiritual, then, we may not be judged or punished. That is, if we come to hear a man, or if we come to hear music, or if we come for social fellowship, that is a humanly worthy reason, though it is not a spiritual reason. And therefore, we may not be judged, but we will miss the glory. That is all. We will miss the glory. And if our coming together is an unworthy reason, then we had better heed Paul’s warning. If there’s anybody present, I don’t think it’s true of this fellowship. I want to be fair and say that. But if, and those times when women go to church to show their garments, they had better look out for the warning of Paul when he says, for this cause, many are weak and sickly among you and many sleep. If they’re truly Christians, they will be judged severely lest they perish with the world. And if there are other reasons. If there should be those who attend a church because it affords them a group that they may exploit to sell life insurance or real estate, or books. If that’s the purpose, if that’s it, then, my brethren, I say that we had better look out. For those reasons are unworthy reasons. And the warning of Paul is for you and me.

So, I ask you this morning before communion, let us try to confront the Presence. Let us try to, by faith, not bring Him here. For we don’t have to do that. He is here. He is here in the presence of that divine Man who is the point of manifestation. But that we might have faith to know and discern that He is here. I think “discern” is the word Paul used and discern is the word I want. Let us have faith to discern the Presence and that this is the body of which He is the Head. And that this is a holy place after the manner of the holy place of the Old Testament temple. And let us forgive each other as God hath, for Christ’s sake, forgiven us.

Will you look in your own heart and see? Is there a grudge which you hold against anyone? You say yes, there is, but that person has never repented. You must not wait to let a person repent. But you must, you must forgive, waiting for that person to repent. And then we must vow obedience before our God. We must put away this scattering of our attention, this scattering of our attention.

Last Sunday night I preached with a young man and a young woman on the back seat over on this side, near what we call the booth, who smiled at each other and passed hands back and forth all during my most serious sermon. I don’t know who they were. I don’t see as well as some people. That is, as far as some people, so I could only see them. I could not make out their faces. I know this happened.

Now, I’m not saying this churlishly, because I suppose there isn’t an old staid deacon anywhere in the world that at some time in his life maybe didn’t steal a hand over, to hold the hand of his girl or his young wife while the service went on. So, I’m not condemning too severely. I’m only saying, brethren, that those are not good reasons for going to church.

This old man who used to be pastor of the little church that met in the building next door, his name was Joseph Hogue, a sharp-tongued old Irishman. And during the sermon, he suddenly stopped and said, young man, if you want to hold that girl’s hand, take her out back to the tabernacle. And I can see what he meant. If this was their reason for being in church, then they had no ancient tradition behind them at all. They were poor mavericks, poor, spiritual mavericks, unbranded and unowned and unclaimed. They had no tradition behind them. They had no Scripture behind them. They had no, they had nothing behind them or underneath them. They were simply there for another purpose, a purpose incidentally, which certainly isn’t evil. But a purpose which has nothing whatsoever to do with this fascination that brings men to the holy place, and that made the man of God say, show us the Father and we’ll be satisfied. And the answer was, have you been so long with me and you’ve not yet discovered the Father? Don’t you know that I am the answer to all the longings of Greeks and Hindus and Egyptians and Persians, and Jews? Don’t you know that I am the Holy Place after which they longed?

Don’t you know, that they sought the Father with fascination? Don’t you know you found Him? Don’t you know that He’s here, and that, I, the Son of the Eternal Father, that I am the Holy Place? Haven’t you found that out, Philip? Well, Philip hadn’t and I don’t think they did until the Holy Spirit had come. But when the Holy Spirit came, they certainly knew it immediately, then. And after that, they only met in that sacred Name. My brethren, shall we not this morning try not to bring, but to have a sense of the loving nearness of the Savior instantaneously bestowed.

Now, I say this to you, that if you could have a baptism of a sense of the presence of the ancient God who made the heaven and the earth and holds the world in His hands, the Ancient of Days, Jehovah. If you could have a sense of His presence, it would change your life from this moment on as long as you live. It would be like giving a weak, tired, sick man an injection of the elixir of life. It would change you so completely. It would elevate you and purify you and deliver you from the primals of carnal flesh to a point where your life would be one, radiant fascination from this hour on. May God grant this to us. Not His presence, but a sense of His presence.

We’re met here as Christians. We’re met here. The Communion will be celebrated. Somebody would say, but that isn’t the way they celebrated communion in my church, and I don’t quite think that the way you do it is the way it was done in the New Testament.

Well, my frank answer to you is, dear brethren, I don’t know. I know that the Bible tells us that we’re to drink of the cup and break the bread, but it doesn’t tell us how. And it’s very careful not to lay down a rigid, how to do it rule. For if the Bible had laid down that rigid, how to do it rule with all the ingredients carefully present, we would have worshipped it as the Jews worshipped the old brazen serpent. But he left it to the sanctified wisdom of any local assembly that ever met.

I remember when dear old Mrs. Jefferson was still alive. That I think brother McAfee and I went out to serve her communion. She was an old Lutheran, And the sense of the presence being in the communion was strong in her mind. And when, though she was a quiet little woman, when we unwrapped what we call the elements and knelt before her, something came over that little woman that was awe-inspiring. She felt God was there. God was there.

I know of a Roman Catholic, who still lives down here, who went by this church one day when the prayer band was meeting, and heard them sing and came in and came to a service and was converted, and still lives down there. That little old woman who until recently was sending her money to missions through the church and does write to my wife occasionally, happy, joyful, Christian letters.  We took communion down there to that little old lady. And she said, oh, oh, I didn’t bathe this morning. She said, I should have bathed this morning if I’m going to have the communion. And she’s so tired and little and old, and her poor messed up house is such a mess, that we assured her, oh, you don’t have to worry about that. The Lord doesn’t look on the body. The Lord looks on the heart. But imagine will you, the reverence that that little woman had, that she didn’t want even to take communion without first she had done all she could do to put away any soil that might be on her.

Well, it’s not the body, but it’s the spirit, it’s the soul. And so, here we’re gathered. And I pray, I pray that this sense of a loving nearness of the Savior may be instantaneously bestowed upon some of you. And we’ll do the way we know, the best way we know. There might be four or five other possible ways. Some places, everybody comes to the front. Some places, they have one cup. Some places, they come down in sections and groups. There are different ways of doing it. Some places they sit up and sit around and there’s no nothing like this physically. But that isn’t important.

What is important is that a company of believers, drawn by the fascination of the person of God to the focal point where that Presence is manifested, even Jesus Christ our Lord, that we gather here. And the best we know how, that we celebrate His death, till He come. And that we say, O Sacred Head, once wounded. By sin and grief bowed down so scornfully surrounded by thorns thine only crown. O sacred Head, what glory, what bliss till now was Thine! Yet, though despised and gory, I joy to call Thee mine. If there’s an irreverent thought. If there is an unforgiving thought. If there’s a disobedient heart, I can only pray, God have mercy on them for they know not what they do. Shall we discern the body and acknowledge the Bush this morning.

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“The Act of Worship”

The Act of Worship

Pastor and author, A. W. Tozer

January 16, 1955

Quite a number of years ago, I spoke on the subject of worship. But a new generation has risen in Israel and many of those who were here then have moved to all parts of the country and out of the country. And new friends are with us. I feel that I want to speak again on worship today and emphasize at least some of the same truths which I gave then. This is of deliberate intention and purpose, because I feel that the truth here is too important to neglect.

I want to read that very celebrated, and oft repeated Psalm, or part of it, the 45th Psalm. My heart is inditing a good matter: I speak of the things which I have made touching the king: my tongue is the pen of a ready writer. Thou art fairer than the children of men: grace is poured into thy lips: therefore God hath blessed thee forever. Gird thy sword upon thy thigh, O most mighty, with thy glory and thy majesty. And in thy majesty ride prosperously, because of truth and meekness and righteousness. And thy right hand shall teach thee terrible things. Thine arrows are sharp in the heart of the king’s enemies, whereby the people fall unto thee. Thy throne, O God, is for ever and ever: the sceptre of thy kingdom is a right scepter. Thou lovest righteousness and hatest wickedness: therefore God, thy God, hath anointed thee with the oil of gladness above my fellows. All thy garments smell of myrrh and aloes and cassia out of the ivory palaces whereby they have made thee glad. King’s daughters were among thy honorable women: upon they right hand did stand the queen in gold of Ophir. Harken, O daughter, and consider and incline thine ear; forget also thine own people in thy father’s house; So shall the king greatly desire thy beauty: for he is thy Lord; and worship thou him. Now, those words I want to repeat. He is thy Lord, worship thou Him.

Now the impulse to worship is universal. If there is a race or a tribe anywhere in the world that does not worship, it has not been discovered. And yet the act of worship, for the most part, is so imperfect, so impure, and so far astray, that any word that might be spoken to help us to worship God more acceptably, would indeed be well-spoken.

Now, we want to speak a little of the act of worship and the object of worship. And of course, the act of worship has degrees in it. There are ingredients that make up worship. We worship that which we admire, or rather, we admire that which we worship. We can admire without worshiping, but we cannot worship without admiring, because worship is admiration carried to infinitude, and it is to honor. We can honor the one we do not worship, but we cannot worship the one we do not honor. So, worship carries in it an ingredient of honor.

And then there is a spirit of we call fascination. We can only worship that way which fascinates us. And we are fascinated by the object of our worship. The old poet said in an oft-quoted passage: in our astonished reverence, we confess thine uncreated loveliness. There is an astonishment about reverence. If you can explain it, you cannot worship it. You may admire it. You may honor it. But there is a mysterious fascination that carries the heart beyond itself, and then we are near to worship. And of course, maybe I should have said first, that we love. We can love without worshipping, but we cannot worship without loving. And then, love when it lets itself go and no longer has any restraints, it becomes adoration.

We need a thorough housecleaning, and I don’t know how it could be given. And I think it rather could never be given. But we certainly stand in need of refining our definitions a lot. We use such words as honor and love and adore, and yet those words don’t mean what they’re supposed to mean. We use down on the common level such exalted divine language, that when we try to rise to the exalted and divine level, we find ourselves with a bunch of common-used words that do not express anything. If there were a pope, or some kind of a priest that could decide the use of the English language, I’d recommend that a bill be passed ruling out such words as love and adore and all such related synonymous words, and they would be permitted to be used only in prayer, in Bible teaching, or preaching or in song, because we have spoiled them and made them a common, and yet they belong to God. And worship would seek union with its Beloved. And an active effort to close the gap between the heart and the God it adores, is worship at its best.

Now, the object of worship of course, is God. The old creed said that we worship one God, the Father Almighty, Maker of heaven and earth, and of all things visible and invisible. That is Who we worship. Now, if we could set forth all of God’s attributes and tell all that God is, we’d fall on our knees undoubtedly in adoring worship. It says in the Bible here, that He dwells in light that is unapproachable; Whom no man can see or has seen or can see, and who no man can see and live. It says that God is holy and eternal and omniscient and omnipotent and sovereign, and that he has 1,000 sovereign attributes. And all of these should humble us and bring us down.

I cannot accept with any sympathy, the idea that we go to church to soothe ourselves; that we go to church to calm our spirits. We do calm our spirits and there is a soothing effect in worship, but the primary objective of church attendance is not to relax. The primary purpose of church attendance is to offer worship which belongs to God; unto the God to whom it belongs.

Now, David sees this God incarnated in this 45th Psalm. He sees Him as God of the substance of His Father, born before the world was, and man as the substance of His mother born in due time, a radiantly beautiful, romantic and winsome figure. And here are some of the adjectives he used to describe this Man who is God and this God who became man. He calls Him fair and kingly and gracious and majestic and true and meek and righteous and loving and glad and fragrant.

Certainly, there is not the stern-browed Jupiter or Thor sitting in some high Olympus. Here is a God of fragrant, glad, loving, righteous, a friendly God and yet majestic, dwelling in light that no man can approach unto, striking awe to His enemies and terror to His foes. And this is the God we adore. And here is the Lord, worship thou Him. I think that even announcing that we’re going to preach about worshiping God must start the wings of the seraphim in heaven to waving. I think the organs must start to play there, because heaven exists to worship God. And the atmosphere of heaven is, the very breezes that flow out are filled with divine worship.

And the health of the world is worship. And when all creatures, all intelligent moral creatures are attuned in worship, then we have this symphony of creation. But when anywhere there is not worship, then there’s discord and broken strings. And when all the full, redeemed universe is back once more worshiping God in full voice; happily, and willingly and out of the heart, then we’ll see the new creation and the new heaven and the new earth. But in the meantime, you and I, as belonging to another creation, are called upon to worship God. And it says, He is thy Lord, worship thou Him.

I want to point out also, that worship must be all-entire. I mean by that, that the total life must worship God. The whole personality has to worship God or our worship is not perfect. Faith and love and obedience and loyalty and high conduct and life, all of these must be taken as burnt offerings and offered to God. If there is anything in me that does not worship God, then there is nothing in me that worships God perfectly. I wish you might jot that down at least in the back of your memory and think it over. That if there is anything in me that does not worship God, then there is nothing in me, that worships God perfectly.

I do not say that God must have a perfection of worship or that He will not accept any worship at all. I would not go so far if I did. I would rule myself out. And we would all hang our harps on the willows and refuse to sing the songs of the Lord in a strange land. But I do say that the ideal God sets before us is that we should worship as near to perfectly as we can. And that if there are areas in my being that are not harmonious and that do not worship God, then there’s no area in my being that worships God perfectly. There is a great delusion among religiously inclined people these days; it is that we imagine that a sense of the sublime is worship.

I happen to be reading again or trying to read, I find it hard going, not because it’s profound, because I don’t agree with it, a book called “Nature Mysticism,” written by some old fellow with a DD. He should have known better than to write that book, but he did. I’m trying to read it. And it talks about the sublime, but it doesn’t talk about Jesus nor God nor the blood nor the Incarnation, but always the sublime. And we’re supposed to walk out under the stars and feel a sense of sublimity, like a crackpot poet. And that’s supposed to be worship. I do not believe it, Sir. A man utterly corrupt, crawling with the maggots of iniquity, when the great thunderstorm breaks on the mountain, or when the sea and the storm booms on the shore, or when the stars in their silver beauty shine at night, that man feels a sense of sublimity.

When you walk into a cathedral where the candles burn fitfully, all bank upon bank, and where there are sections that you can’t enter. The sign says please do not enter the sanctuary. That throws over some people a sense of awe and sublimity. Now awe and sublimity are ingredients of worship if their worship is there. But we can be awestruck and not worship God. We can sense the sublime and not be worshipping God. There are poets whose faculties for the sublime were developed far beyond yours and mine. And yet who dared to write that there was no God.

I think of Lucretius the Roman poet and his great, great work on the nature of things. Why he launches into beautiful passages. He was a man in rapport with the universe without any doubt, but he was flatly against belief in God, and I believe, in any gods though he were a Roman. A man who doesn’t believe in God, can’t worship God. But some sissified mentality might say, now just a minute, don’t be so severe dear brother. Maybe we worship God and don’t know that we worship Him. Well, if you take the Bible for it, we have to say such a thing is an impossibility. You cannot worship a God at the same time you do not believe that God exists.

So, all this sense of awe that we feel in the presence of nature, or in the silence of the night. All that is natural, but it’s not spiritual. It can be spiritual. A man filled with the Spirit and who has met and encountered God in living encounter, can worship God in the silence and in the storm. Spurgeon preached a great sermon on God in the silence. I haven’t read it, but I understand it’s a great sermon. He couldn’t preach any other kind, on God in the silence, and then God in the storm. It’s all true. The heart that knows God can find God everywhere. But the heart that doesn’t know God can feel the emotions of nature worship without rising to spiritual worship at all.

So I repeat, Sir, that no worship is wholly pleasing to God until there is nothing in us displeasing God. Now, if this discourages anybody, I do not apologize. I think that what we need is discouragement. I think some of us need to be discouraged in order that we might get straightened out. A little boy playing with blocks or running around the house believing that he’s Hopalong Cassidy. That little boy, that little boy may do that up to ten, or you may be even twelve If he’s a bit slow. But if when he’s eighteen, he’s still running around with a Hopalong Cassidy hat on, somebody needs to disillusion that boy and say: Sonny, you are not Hopalong Cassidy at all. You just think you are. Now, it’s alright for the little ones, and I like to see it myself. I get a grin when I walk down the street and some fellow gets down behind a hedge and says, die, I’ve got you. Well, he’s Hopalong Cassidy. But if he’s eighteen and still thinks he’s Hopalong Cassidy, he doesn’t need consolation, he needs to be disillusioned.

And, if in the twilight of the race, men worship the sun and the stars. If in the twilight of the world, men got down on their knees and prayed to the bushes and the trees and the mountain peaks. That was one thing, but we’re not now in the twilight of the race. We are now at full maturity. And Christianity and Judaism have been in the world now for thousands of years. And science and philosophy and education and progress have surely brought us to a point where at least we’re able to know we’re not Hopalong Cassidy. We ought to have gotten by that even if we’re not Christians at all. So, I think instead of consoling men who believe they’re worshipping God when they’re not, we ought to disillusion them and show them they’re not worshiping God acceptably.

What are we to do? Well remember one thing, there is no magic in faith nor in names. You can name the name of Jesus a thousand times, but if you will not follow the nature of Jesus, the name of Jesus will not mean anything to you. We cannot live after our nature and worship after God’s nature. We cannot worship God and live after our nature otherwise stated. It is when God’s nature and our nature begin to harmonize, that the power of the name of God begins to operate within us. And the power of the name of Jesus begins to move us as it was said so quaintly, that the Spirit of God moved him betimes in the camp of Dan.

And as old Samson was moved to betimes in the camp of Dan, I believe that God’s people ought to be moved to betimes to true worship. But we can never be. We cannot pray toward the East and walk toward the West and then hope for harmony in our being. We cannot pray in love and live in hate and spite and grudge, and still think we’re worshipping God. No, sir. If in the olden times there had been rubber, suppose. Let’s take a grotesque, upside-down illustration that nobody else would use. Let us suppose the old high priest in the old days, who took incense into the Sanctum and went back of the veil and offered it to there. Let us suppose that there had been in those days, rubber. It was there, but they didn’t know what to do with it. I choose rubber as the worst smelling thing I can think of at the moment when it burns.

And let us suppose that bits of chipped rubber had been mixed with the incense. So instead of myrrh and aloes and cassia and the sweet-smelling myrrh and puffs and ringlets of white smoke going up to fill all the area around about with sweet perfume, suppose that there had been the black, angry, rancid smell of rubber mixed with it. How could a priest worship God by mixing with the sweet-smelling ingredients, some foul ingredient? That would be a stench in the nostrils of the priests and people.

So how can we worship God acceptably when there’s that in our nature, that when it catches on fire, gives off not fragrance, but a smell? How can we hope to worship God acceptably, when there is that in our nature: undisciplined, uncorrected, unpurged, unpurified, which is evil and which will not and cannot worship God acceptably? And even granted, which is a strain on my faith, even granted that a man with evil ingredients in his nature, might with some part of him worship God half acceptably, even grant that. What kind of a way is that to live?

And I would say again to you, Sir, and I hate to say this, really. Believe it or not, I would like to be decent. Believe it or not, I would like to be nice. And if I could, I’d join Norman Vincent Peale and thinking about roses and symphony orchestras, but I can’t join the good brother, so I have got to tell you that if you do not worship God seven days a week, you do not worship Him on one day a week. There is no such thing known in heaven as Sunday worship, unless it is accompanied by Monday worship and all down the line.

Too many of us discharge our obligations to God Almighty in one day. Usually one trip to church, sometimes nobly, we make it two trips to church. But it’s all on the same day when we have nothing else to do, and that’s supposed to be worship. I grant you, sir, that that is true worship provided, on Monday and Saturday, they were also worshiping God. I don’t mean being in church. Uh ah. You can worship God at your desk. You can worship God on an elevated train or driving in traffic. You can worship God washing dishes or ironing clothing. You can worship God in school. You can worship God on the basketball court. You can worship God in whatever is legitimate and right and good.

So, I do not say that you must be at church all the time. How could you be? Our Lord Himself went up to the synagogue or the temple as His want was on the Sabbath day. Other days, He had been a carpenter and worked and shaved and sawed and driven nails with His supposed father. And like the Jew He was, He went one day a week and worshiped. And certain other times, He went for a whole eight days at a stretch, but he went only one day out of the week to worship in the temple. So that’s all right. We can go to church and worship. But if we go to church and worship one day, it’s not true worship unless it is followed by worship six days after that, until the next Sabbath comes. So, we must see to it now my listening friends, my brothers and sisters. We must see to it and we must never rest until everything inside of us worships God.

I think God has been saying something to me. I get on a plateau every once in a while. I seem to have learned all I can learn and have risen as high as I can go. Not all there is to learn, but I think my capacities filled for the time being. Then I don’t make any progress. And then I beat the air and then God will do something for me, and I’ll have a new, a new, I take a new level.

I think I’ve taken a new level recently and I’ll share it with you. I have been thinking about how important apart my thoughts are. And I have been thinking that I can get under awful conviction from just thinking wrong. I don’t have to do wrong to get under blistering conviction and repent. I can lose the fellowship of God and the sense of His presence and a sense of spirituality, by thinking wrong. And God has been saying to me, I dwell in your thoughts. Make your thoughts a sanctuary in which I can dwell. See to it. You can’t do anything with your heart. That’s too deep, but you can control your thoughts.

And so, I’ve been trying to make my thoughts right. And when I thought of people that didn’t like me, or I didn’t like, I have tried to think cheerfully and charitably, in order that God could dwell in my thoughts. God won’t dwell in spiteful thoughts. He won’t dwell in polluted thoughts. He won’t dwell in lustful thoughts. He won’t dwell in avaricious, covetous thoughts. He won’t dwell in proudful thoughts. He will only dwell in meek and pure and charitable and clean and loving thoughts. Positive thoughts, certainly, aggressive thoughts, fighting thoughts, if need be, but pure thoughts and thoughts that are like God’s thoughts. God will dwell in that as a sanctuary.

Your theology is your foundation. The superstructure is your spiritual experience built on that foundation. But the high-bell towers where the carillons are, those are your thoughts. And if you keep those thoughts pure, the chimes can be heard: holy, holy, holy, on the morning air. So, I want my thoughts to be towers and basilicas and bell chambers and chime chambers where God can dwell. I share that with you. How perfect I have managed to do that. I’ll wait and see. But at least it’s something positive that I want to do, make my thoughts a sanctuary where God can inhabit.

So, see that you do that. And don’t let any of the rest of your life dishonor God. See to it that not a foot of ground is unholy. See to it that there isn’t an spot nor an hour nor a place nor a time nor a day nor a location that isn’t consecrated and given over to God. Then you will worship Him and He’ll accept it, allows accept it. And the beautiful thing is, He’ll be accepting it when you don’t know it’s arising. He’ll be smelling the incense of your high intention even when the cares of this life have you pretty well snowed down and busy. Even when the telephone is jangling and appointments to be made and people to see and all the rest, keep you from thinking too much about God. If God knows your intention is to worship Him with every part of your being, God will be smelling the incense of your holy intention, even if the world for a time claims your interests, legitimate interests. For God says we’re to take care of our family. And the man who won’t work and take care of his family, says the Scripture, is worse than an infidel.

So now, how do we attain it? We come to all this by cooperating with God. On God’s side is love, grace, atonement, promises, the Holy Ghost. On our side, determination, seeking, yielding, believing. And our hearts can then become chambers, sanctuary shrines, where a continuous, unbroken fellowship of communion and worship is rising to God all the time. And they worship God in the temple day and night without ceasing. Do you think that means that they never did anything else except repeat songs? No. Their presence was worship. Their attitudes were worship. Their thoughts were worship. They worshipped even when they were doing some legitimate thing, flying on swift wings to help an apostle. They worshiped Him nevertheless, day and night in the temple.

So, you can do your work, marry, and bear children and rear them and send them to school and suffer them through. And you men can take your jobs and worry over them and trust God and go ahead and get old and at the same time, your whole life can be a fragrant altar of worship that God is pleased with even when you’re embroiled with and engrossed in earthly activities. I think that’s a wonderful truth. And I gave something like it, I say, some years ago and deliberately bring it to you this morning. That the new generation of worshipers might hear it and new friends might. And you that have stayed by this stuff since way back in the 20s, you wouldn’t mind, I’m sure, hearing it again. Because in spite of my intention to say about the same thing as I said before, I ended up by preaching a different sermon.

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“The Secret Place of the Most High”

The Secret Place of the Most High

Pastor and author, A.W. Tozer

July 29, 1956

Now, the first verse of Psalm 91. I preached three times last Sunday and twice every other day except one, to what one man called a motley group. They weren’t motley, but they were certainly inter-denominational. And sitting on the front row every blessed meeting was an Episcopalian rector. And he shook hands with me over and over, and expressed his appreciation and sense of oneness with the kind of truth that we were trying to bring.

But now, the 91st Psalm, he that dwelleth in the secret place of the Most High, shall abide under the shadow of the Almighty. This 91st song is one which, because of its misuse by so many, I have never, I wonder if I could confess this, cared too much for. Probably I shouldn’t say there’s any passage of Scripture I don’t care for. But even you’ll admit there are some passages dearer to you than others and some that you don’t read, except dutifully, when you’re reading through the Bible. And the 91st Psalm was one, among all those golden shining songs, that to me, has been sort of dutiful song, which I read, but didn’t really get too much out of. And I have never preached on it in 28 years that I can recall, though, I probably have referred to texts from it occasionally. But I’ll let me correct my fault this morning. And perhaps for the next Sunday or two, and talk from the 91st Psalm.

He that dwelleth in the secret place of the Most High. Let’s break that down. First, there is the place. Now, place is a location, and it can be and usually is a geographical location. It is also a moral or spiritual or mental location by extension of the word. But let’s not forget that it’s a real place. The secret place of the Most High is not a poetical phrase only. It is a real place, having an exact location, not vague, nor indefinite. It is so real that we can be in it or we can be out of. We can be nearer to it, or far from it. We can be at any time, approaching it or going further away from it. That’s a real place. And yet it is not a physical place.

The secret place of the Most High is not a church. I do not want you ever to become church Christians in the sense that you’re building Christians. I don’t want you to be tabernacle Christians. We have had an epidemic of tabernacle-ism, and I don’t like it. But I’ve said enough on that, I think in the past, but still, I don’t want you to think that you must come to a church in order to be in the secret place of the Most High. This building is not the secret place of the Most High. I was around here when it was built. And anything that I saw being built, couldn’t be the secret place of the Most High because Moses wrote about the secret place of the Most High, assuming Moses is the author, and I think everybody does, of this Psalm. And so, anything that Moses wrote about couldn’t be this building, because 16 years ago, I saw it being built.

So, it is not a church. It is not even a prayer closet. We say sometimes that I’m glad we testify and glad I came to church today. I’m glad to be able to sit in the heavenly places in Christ Jesus. Oh no, the church is not the heavenly places in Christ Jesus, neither is the meeting the heavenly place in Christ Jesus. That is a spiritual location, not a physical one. So that not even your prayer closet, however precious your secret times of prayer may be. That’s not what the Psalmist meant when he said, he that dwelleth in the secret place of the Most High. It’s not a shrine, and it is not a meeting. It’s not a country, not even a holy land. It is not a denomination, and it is not a doctrine.

The secret place of the Most High is the heart of God, the place of faith in God, love for God, confidence in the love of God in Christ, obedient trust in the mercy of God. It is a state of heart, in a state of heart. It is our state of heart in the heart of God. That is the secret place of the Most High. And we may enter it and we may abide in it. And we may be in it or out of it. But the secret place of the Most High is there for us.

Now, it is a secret place. And it is secret, not because it is hard to find, nor because it is hidden or difficult. It is a secret place because there are so few who enter it. It is an open secret, and is secret only because there are so few Christians that ever find or enter into the secret place of the Most High. There are a few hungry, eager people in all the denominations who are seeking the secret place of the Most High and are finding it.

I do not intend to come to you from a week away and tell you about what happened there, though we walked the borderline of revival to the point where they were up into the night hours into four o’clock in the morning, seeking God and getting through to victory. But they were of all denominations, and I find these seekers after God in every denomination. Let me tell you this. I have told two or three here since I’ve come about one young man who was at the Highland conference. This young man was one of the best-looking young fellows that I have ever seen. Eighteen years old, handsome to the point of being a Caller ad and muscular, muscled up great chest, great arms, and simply good and wholesome to look at down to his waist. And from there down, was a polio paralytic, completely, and had to be in a wheelchair.

That young man, in his eagerness to get to this place; he comes from a broken home and had no help there, presumably. But in order to get to this place, this young, eager 18-year-old boy, hopelessly paralyzed from the waist down, his shrunken, flimsy legs dragging behind him like fins. This boy hitchhiked 150 miles in a wheelchair to get to that conference. And one day to their astonishment, wheeled himself into the office and said, I want to work so I can stay here. And they said what can you do? He said, I can trim hedges. I can do things. So, they gave him a job. And he pulled himself around, trimming hedges in order that he might be there at the conference. And he was at every meeting, sitting there, listening eagerly.

When I think of that young man, I’m bothered for some of you who have been brought up in Christian homes and have been surrounded with all the nurture and spiritual culture that could be brought to bear on you. And yet, here’s a young man from an un-Christian, divided home, hitchhiking in a wheelchair 150 miles to get to that place of God, that place of God.

A little girl whose father had tried to kill her mother, whether she saw it or not, I’m not sure and she had escaped and the neighbors had gotten the police to get away this drunken beast. And this little girl hated her father until she was violent. And they were trying, they were soothing her and trying to teach her and one great big young fella with a daughter about her age used to lead her around. She put her arms around his neck and said, oh, I wish I had a daddy like you. But she was only to have him for two weeks, and then back to that.

Brethren, when I think of how without a chance in the wide world, without anything to encourage them, without anybody apparently to help them at all or even pray for them. Some people touched by a divine stroke, find their way through. And others, it’s secret. They don’t know where it is. They haven’t found it and probably never will. It’s as unreal to them as fabled Atlantis, the island that’s supposed to have arisen out of the Atlantic Ocean stayed a while and gone back down again, beautiful, but only temporary.

So, this secret place isn’t Atlantis to the average person. And they that dwell in it tend to be different I have noticed. They who dwell in this secret place are different. They’re peculiar, and they’re a little bit careless of this life. And they tend to flock together, though they’re lonely. And they know each other without an introduction. I’ve said this many times, but it’s been confirmed, it’s good to arrive at a conclusion spiritually, and then, as you move about, find that your conclusion is not being disallowed, but that it’s being confirmed and strengthened. And my conclusion that the people of God today are not the mobs and the crowds, but people, the elect, picked out from all of the religious hubbub and united together in a bond of spiritual union. And they know each other. This Episcopalian rector, why he and I had the sweetest, warmest, longest talks together. And he even wants a list of books that he ought to read so he’ll get to know God better. I’m going to send it to him.

Well, I am not an Episcopalian. I never could fool around with an altar and a robe, but he does. And yet, there is a hungry heart among the Episcopalians and hungry hearts everywhere; and they know each other without an introduction. They say this, Mr. Jones, Mr. Smith, and they shake hands and look at each other. And after the first prayer, they know they’ve known each other in Christ long before that.

Then it says, the secret place of the Most High. Now that adjective “most” is there, but the high, since it’s supposed to be a noun, usually an adjective, it’s God Himself, the Most High. Usually it said, the Most High God, but here He is called the Most High, and so it’s God.

Now, the first occurrence of the term is back in the book of Genesis, so far as we know the first time it was used. And Abraham when he heard that Lot was taken captive, armed and his trained servants born in his house, 318, and he divided himself against the enemy, and sent his servants out and smote them and pursued them unto Hobab. And he brought back all the goods and also brought back Lot and his goods and the woman also and the people. And the king of Sodom went out and Melchizedek king of Salem, brought forth bread and wine, and he was the priest of the Most High God. And He blessed Abraham and said, blessed be Abram of the Most High God, possessor of heaven and earth. And blessed be the Most High God which hath delivered thine enemies into thy hand. And Abraham gave Melchizedek tithes of all. And the king of Sodom said unto Abram, give me the persons and take the goods to thyself. And Abraham said to the king of Sodom, I have lifted up my hand unto the Lord, the Most High God, the possessor of heaven and earth, but I will not take from a thread even to a shoe latchet. And I will not take anything that is thine, lest thou should say, I have made Abram rich.

Now, Moses wrote this. And if Moses also wrote the Psalm, you see the spiritual and mental tie in here. The Most High, he was thinking of the Most High God who was Jehovah, possessor of heaven and earth and the meaning of the words to us. We have the disadvantage of knowing too much about it. But there were pagan gods all around Abram and all around Melchizedek and the city of Salem. But here was the one God, the Most High God, the God over all. And here was the Hierarchy of Heaven, the princedom, the powers, the angels, the seraphim, and those watchers and holy ones that Daniel spoke about. But above them all was the Most High God throned in life, the Unbeginning One, immortal and all wise and all powerful. God, the Father of our Lord Jesus Christ is the Most High God.

So, this secret place, this spiritual location, this home, this mansion, this abiding place of the heart, is secret only because so few know it, but it’s in the heart, the Most High God. And they that dwell in the secret place of the Most High, shall abide under the shadow of the Almighty. And you and I actually don’t know what this means, because it’s rare that we’re caught out in the sun in such unbearable heat that we have to hurry to a place of shade. But in the Bible lands where this was written, the shadow meant the difference between life and death. Because you see, here, the sunrays slant, and we don’t get them. They’re not as dangerous, but there they’re straight down. And that is the reason that the terror could walk by day and by night, and that there could be sun stroke. And there could be those who were smitten by the stroke and even the moon at night they said. The light and heat were sufficient that it could strike some people, weak persons or old persons. And they just had to have shadow.

Oh, we sing, Jesus is a rock in a weary land, the weary land, the shelter in the time of storm. And in the desert land there, in the waste howling wilderness, the sun during those long days came straight down. Our missionaries in those areas have to wear helmets to keep from having sunstroke because of the rays of the sun. And they need shadow, they need shade. That’s why they talk so much about our God being a shade and a shadow and a place of cool retreat, and a rock and a tree, because they needed shadow there in those days.

Now, we don’t understand it physically as they did, but we understand it or should understand it spiritually. For we need a shadow from the heat as bad as they did. We need a shadow from the heat caused by friction and the heat caused by pressure, those two kinds of heat, and we desperately need them. The friction of moral incompatibility, incompatibility with the world; the incompatibility of the Christian heart with the world.

If you don’t know what I mean, you’re not anywhere near the secret place of the Most High. If I’m speaking a strange language and you know the English words, but you don’t know what I mean, then I would urge you to turn your face toward the secret place and push on at any cost till you enter there, because there is a moral incompatibility with the world. Lot felt it in Sodom. The Scripture said he vexed, he chased, he irritated his righteous soul, for though he went to Sodom and failed tragically. He was a good man in a terribly bad city, and he couldn’t do anything about it. He had no power to make them obey Him. So, he had to watch their wickedness. He had to see their evil. He had to. And thus, he vexed and irritated his soul.

There was a friction set up by the moral incompatibility between Sodom and the world. And there was Israel in Egypt, all the day in Egypt. Israel had to see that which shocked and wounded their Hebrew hearts. And Christ and apostate Israel, when our Lord came to apostate Israel, he walked up and down among them, and everywhere. Their religion of His day set up an irritation on His holy soul. And He was pressed between the upper and the nether millstone, ground, and the friction of His times. He said, the zeal of thine house hath eaten me up. His zeal for God, in a temple where there were cattle and money-changers and worldlings and hypocrites and lawyers and rabbis that knew not God. When He heard the name of His Father spoken by lips that never had known His Father, it set up a friction on the personality of Jesus and hurt Him and wounded Him. And Paul, in his epistles, tells about how he wrote even weeping. And the Reformers in their day were men of wounds.

Somebody told me about Rolland Pierce, who was one of the Keswick brethren from Philadelphia, and they say a great man of God there, though I have not met him personally, I’ve had correspondence with him. But somebody told me that Rolland Pierce had been at Highland Lake the year before. And one day on a walk, he said, Brother, I’m a wounded man. I’m a wounded man. He said, I’m happy in Christ all right, but I’m wounded because of the church. I’m wounded because of religion in America today. I’m wounded for what’s going on. I’m glad he’s a wounded man. I wouldn’t solve his wounds. I wouldn’t in any wise try to heal or to comfort. It’s the wounded hearts that are going to win the world, or going to win Christianity back to Christ again in these last days. Only the wounded hearts ever know the true fellowship with God. And Paul, you remember, said he wanted to know the fellowship of His suffering in order that he might know Him.

Well, that suffering is necessary. And if you don’t know what I mean by moral incompatibility. If where you work you manage somehow by being up on baseball and everything else, and the latest current Reader’s Digest joke. If you manage to keep up on all that in order that you might live peacefully with the people you work with, then you don’t know what I mean. If you don’t know the loneliness and the heartache of being forced to work next desk to a man who smokes like Vesuvius and curses and embarrasses, if indeed it does embarrass the young ladies in the office by his off-color jokes. If you don’t feel morally incompatibility there, and the vexation and the irritation of being good in a bad world, then you won’t know what I mean. There will be no heat.

But to the Reformers, there was heat. And to the missionaries, there is heat. The missionary that must go out. Ed’s in the Valley today along with the rest of them. Imagine it, nakedness around about them, dirty, smelly, foul, nakedness. And according to all that I can hear, a sexiness which is so terrible and base and obscene, that it’s shocking and horrifying; and they’ve got to live with there. Well now, if that doesn’t set up friction and heat, the heat of incompatibility with the world. Oh, we need the secret place of the Most High.

And always remember, the secret place of the Most High is not a place you leave to do battle with the Lord, because it’s not a physical location. It is the place from which you reach out to do the battle of the Lord against the foe. Nobody needs leave the secret place of the Most High. When I go to preach somewhere, I don’t say goodbye to the secret place, as the soldier does to the barracks and goes out to get shot at. But I take the secret place with me. And every one of you can have the secret place of the Most High right there where the incompatibility is. Right there where the friction is. Right there where the heat is, and you must have it. Then you can hide there. Now all the sons of heaven who are on the earth will know this friction, this heat.

And then there’s a heat caused by pressure. Science and civilization have set up unthinkable pressures, simply unthinkable pressures. The pressure for instance to the human ear drums that come from airplanes. Now, I don’t want to seem to be an old grouch who believes in the horse and buggy. I don’t believe in the horse and buggy. I haven’t ridden in a horse and buggy for many, many years and don’t intend to go back to the horse and buggy. But they tell me that when we convert over to the rocket or jet planes, that it’s going to be ten times noisier than it is now. I don’t know what we’ll do. We’ll have to seal in our churches in order to be able to be heard when a plane goes over.

But science and civilization have set up pressures, the pressures, and that pressure creates heat. Those of you who’ve studied it know that a diamond is simply carbon. It’s the same as the coal you burn in a furnace. But it is coal, carbon that has been put under such unspeakable heat, such tremendous, such terrific heat, that it is set up, pressure I mean, that it is set up a heat which is so high that I wouldn’t even want to tell you for fear I’d miss it by thousands and tens of thousands of degrees. But that’s what makes a diamond. A diamond is simply carbon under pressure, that’s been put under pressure. And back in prehistoric times, perhaps, and such heat has been set up, a diamond has been made. Now, if you know how to do it, the heat and the pressure today can make you a diamond for the King’s crown. But think of the appalling consequences of those who don’t know where the cool place is while the heat’s on. Think of the pressure of civilization.

As I rode along with my friend, Reverend Tracy Miller of Scranton. He came up for a couple of days and took me out for a drive around the hairpin turns and winding ways of the mountains, the Catskill Mountains. And there we saw a building, sitting off a great building, a huge thing, a series of buildings covering what seemed to be acres and acres and acres. And I said, isn’t that a vast institution by the middle of what is it? He said, that’s one of New York’s institutions for the insane. And I said, what a vast thing, isn’t it? Yes, and he said it is being added to continually, continually. New York is paying a price for being the hub of the universe. It’s paying a price in the pressure set up by the high concentration of civilized gadgets and we are paying a pressure for it my friends, don’t forget it. Don’t forget it.

The farmer who chewed the straw with one foot on the lower rail and talked half an hour relaxed and restful over the fence to a neighbor, also chewing a straw, knew nothing of the pressure of the modern farmer who has mechanized his farm. Nothing of the pressure of the farmer who gets into his Piper plane and putts off somewhere to hear a professor lecture on how to get more out of his yield. He’ll get more yield out of his farm. The pressure has been set up. The competition is so fierce, it’s fierce everywhere. The competition in business, automobiles, manufacturers. Now, all cars are good cars now, competition has necessitated that. They’ve got to be. A poor car couldn’t last at all. They’re all good. But they’re all lying about how good they are, in order to get just a little ahead. And if one of them finds one little button and adds it the next year, the other one has that button. And thus, the competition is on, the pressure, the heat, the terror of it. It’s like a foot race. Have you ever seen the pictures or seen in reality, the boys that make those mile dashes and see them when they come in. Their faces are so strained. Their eyes are set in their heads, and it looks as if they might die of heart failure. The pressure is so terrible; just 1/10 of an inch maybe of a second may be the difference between losing and winning that race.

Well, now that’s where we are today. Everywhere, it’s competition, competition. And in certain areas of the evangelical world, it is the same. Everybody’s competing. Maybe you ought to have that kind of a man here. But you know, friends, years ago, I quit it. I don’t care who has a bigger church than mine. I don’t care who’s better known than I am. I don’t care. No competition, no jealousy, no competition. With my high nervous temperament, I would have been dead long ago, if I had not rested in God and found the secret place of the Most High and adopted a blessed, don’t care attitude toward all the religious competition. Let them run their foot races if they want to. It’s in the flesh. Let them tell how many people they have and how many dollars they have and how much they have. I don’t care at all. Last week, I went down, the week before last, I went down and had my doctor give me a check over; took my blood pressure and said you live to be 150 at this rate. No blood pressure, I had some I mean, but I mean, not high. Why? I could have a high blood pressure, I could. I could have hardening of the arteries, but they feel my arteries and say, soft as a young man. Because I will not live under pressure. I will not do it. It doesn’t do God’s work any good. It doesn’t help anybody. I will not live under the curse of pressure.

I have found the secret place, the hiding place of every precious thing. And there in the coolness of the heart of God, I can say, cool me O God and keep me cool while these hot breezes blow. And the magazines come out and everybody’s pushing in, urging in, then the religious press, everybody. I get stuff here all the time for immediate release it says. When I see that, it goes into the wastebasket. For immediate release, somebody wants me to plug him in the Alliance weekly. I plug nobody. Let him earn his spurs. If he’s a missionary and he’s doing a good work, we will report what he’s doing. If there is a good meeting somewhere, we put a little scrib up and tell the people to encourage the others to pray. God’s still working. But we will not plug anybody, because that’s carnal competition and heat. That fellow is running a temperature.

There is a place Brethren, where you don’t have to be under pressure, but you don’t have to run too much of the heat, just enough to make a diamond out of you but not enough to ruin you. A safe, cool, healing, restful life-giving place. It is the secret place of the Most High, and it’s entered by faith in Christ. Not the best people, not the good people, not people specially fitted for it, but just anybody that will enter. Anybody that will enter and there’s a way there, a blood-stained way. I heard Strat Shufelt on the record singing several times. They had records and played them out over the loudspeaker. I found a way through the blood, past the veil to the holy of holies with God. And I recognized Strat’s good old voice and I wanted to shake his hand though he was miles away. And he sang about that holy place, that good, holy place where he’d found, through the blood, past the veil, in the holy place. Brethren, that’s where we need to be today. And then, civilization won’t kill us. It won’t!

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“A Look at our Worship of God”

October 27, 1957

Tonight I want to draw to a conclusion a series of talks on worship which I have been trying to give. And you know the text has been one from the old and one from the new. So shall the king greatly desire thy beauty. For he is thy Lord, worship thou him. Then, Peter’s words in the tenth chapter of Acts. He is Lord of all. Tonight, I want to read from the Song of Solomon, Solomon’s song, chapter five, verse eight and following. I charge you O daughters of Jerusalem, if you find my beloved that you tell him I am sick of love. That is, I’m lovesick. And they asked her, what is thy beloved more than another beloved O thou fairest among women? What is thy beloved more than another beloved that thou does so charge us? She replies, my beloved is white and ruddy, chiefest among 10,000. His head is as the most fine gold. His locks are bushy and black as a raven. His eyes are the eyes of doves by the rivers of water washed with milk and fitly set. His cheeks are as a bed of spices and sweet flowers, his lips like lilies dropping sweet-smelling myrrh. His hands are as gold rings set with the beryl: his belly is as bright ivory overlaid with sapphires. His legs are as pillars of marble set with sockets of fine gold. His countenance is as Lebanon, excellent as the cedars. His mouth is most sweet, yay, he is all together love. This is my beloved. And this is my friend, O daughters of Jerusalem.

Now, the Song of Solomon, sometimes called canticles, another word for song, is a song of love. It is the song of the shepherd and his fair young bride to be, and a rich and worldly rival is seeking to draw her away from her shepherd lover. And then after much dialogue in unutterably beautiful poetry, it is summed up in 8:7. It says many waters cannot quench love. Neither can the floods drown him. If a man would give all the substance of his house for love, it would utterly be contempt. That is the sum of it. The strong melody of love that runs through this is heard sounding all through to the climax.

Now, our Lord Jesus Christ is the Shepherd. This has been believed by the church from the beginning, and the redeemed church is the fair bride. And in an hour of distress, she tells the daughters of Jerusalem, if you find my beloved, tell him that I am sick of yearning for him. And of course, they asked her the question, why, why do you come to us like this? We we have boyfriends too. We know lots of fine young men. What is it about your beloved more than any other beloved, that you’d send us out over the country hunting him up to tell him the bride is sick of love. Then she answered, my beloved is white and ruddy. I’ve read it. And this is my beloved and he is all together lovely. This is my beloved and this is my friend, O daughters of Jerusalem.

And to that question, what is thy beloved more than another? David also answers in the 45th Psalm. He says he’s fairer than the children of men. Grace is poured forth from his lips. And he rides forth in might and glory and majesty and prosperity and meekness and righteousness. And his throne is forever and ever. He goes on to describe him in what he calls a good matter touching the king. His pen is the pen or a ready writer; his tongue is the pen of a ready writer. Then Peter rises higher than all of them put together, this apostle, and simply says in one great broad sweep, He is Lord of all. Now, this is our beloved. This is the one that we have been born to worship. This is the one that God made us to worship. And let’s talk a little bit about what He is the Lord of. I have already over the nights preceding this have talked about His being Lord of Life and Lord of Being and so on.

And now, I speak of His being Lord of wisdom, briefly.  He is Lord of wisdom and in Him is hidden all wisdom, and all knowledge, and it’s hidden away. And all the deep, eternal purposes are His. Because of His perfect wisdom, He is enabled to play the checkers across the board of the universe, and across the board of time and eternity, making everything work out right. I don’t mind saying to you dear people that if all I knew of Christianity was what I’m hearing these days mostly, I don’t think I’d be too interested. I don’t think I’d be much interested in the Christ that we were always trying to get something out of. Always something and if you don’t have it and he had it, you go to Him to get it. Well, now that is a part of the Bible of course. But it’s rather, the lower side of it. The higher side of it is, who He is and who we’re called to worship. What is thy beloved? Not a word was said there about what He had for, but just the fact that He was something. She described him in language that could be indelicate in her passionate out pouring. What is your beloved? Why she said, he’s white and ruddy. He’s chiefest among 10,000 and his eyes are like the eyes of doves by the rivers of water washed with milk, and fitly set. And his cheeks are a bed of spices and his lips like lilies dropping sweet smelling myrrh. His mouth is sweet, yay is all together lovely.

And she didn’t say, why, don’t you know why I love him? Because when I’m tired, he rescues me. And when I’m afraid, he takes my fear away. And when I want a job, he gets it for me. When I want a bigger car, I ask him. When I want to have health, he heals me. And now He helps His people, and I believe. And a young man here tonight who prayed a year for a car and God gave to him. I believe in that. I believe that God does those things for people. The first few years of my ministry, if I couldn’t pray and ask God for things, I would have starved to death and not only that, but dragged my wife down with me.

So, I believe in answered prayer, alright. But then, that’s not all. Certainly, that’s not even, that’s the lowest section of it. He is the Lord of all wisdom. And He is the Lord of the Father of the everlasting ages. Not the Everlasting Father as it says in our King James Version, the Father of the everlasting ages. He lays out the ages as an architect lays out his blueprint. He lays out the ages as a developed real estate development man lays out a small town and then builds as our friend Buckles did down here. He lays it out and then builds hundreds of houses on it. And so, He is not dealing with buildings and local developments. He’s dealing with the ages. And He is the Lord of all wisdom. And because He’s perfect in wisdom, He is able to do this. And history is the slow development of His purposes you see.

You take a house that’s being built, the architect has drawn it down to the last tiny little dot and the tiny little x. He knows everything about it, written his name at the bottom, and turned it over to the contractor. And he has farmed it out to the electrician and the plumber and all the rest. And you go down by there some time and you say casually, I wonder what that’s going to be. It’s a mess now. There it is. There’s a steam shovel in there with its great ugly nose plowing out a hole and throwing it up on the bank or into trucks to haul away. And they’re unloading bricks there. It’s just a confused conglomeration of this and that. And you say, what’s this? And then, you come back by their six or eight to ten months later and you see a charming house there. The landscapers have even been in and the trees, the evergreens are standing there with little green spikes beside the windows, and it’s a beautiful thing. And a child playing on the lawn.

Well, we ask you to believe my friends that the Father of the everlasting ages, the Lord of all wisdom, has laid out His plans and He is working toward them. And you and I go by and we see a church all mixed up and we see her sore distressed by schisms rent asunder by heresy distress. We see her backslidden in one part of the world and we see confusion in another part of the world and we shrug our shoulders and say, what is thy beloved anyway? What is all this? And the answer is, He is the Lord of the wise ages and He’s laying it all out. And what you’re seeing now is only the steam shovel working. That’s all, only the truck backed up with bricks. That’s what you’re seeing. You’re only seeing workman in overalls going about killing time. That’s all you’re seeing. You’re just seeing people, and people make you sick because of the way we do, the way we backslide and tumble around and get mixed up and run after will-o’-the-wisps and think it’s the Shekinah glory. And hear an owl hoot and think it’s the silver trumpet and take off in the wrong directions, and spend a century catching up on ourselves and backing out.

And history smiles at us, but don’t be too sure brother. Come back in another millennium or so and see what the Lord of all wisdom has done with what He’s got. See then what He’s done. He’s the Lord of all wisdom, and history is the slow development of His purposes. And He’s the Lord of all righteousness. You know what? I’m glad I’m attached to something good. That there’s something good somewhere in the universe. Now I couldn’t possibly be, I couldn’t possibly be a Pollyanna optimist. I was born wrong. I would have had to have a different father and mother and a different ancestral line back at least ten generations if I could for me to have been a Pollyanna, plum pudding philosopher that believed that everything was good. And I can’t believe that. I don’t think it’s true. There’s so much that isn’t right everywhere and we might as well admit it. We just might as well admit it. If you don’t believe it, leave your car unlocked out there and then go out and see you get a bigger sermon than I can preach to you, It will be gone.

Righteousness, then we imagine that we’ve got the Pharisees who think they’re righteous and they’re not. They’re just self-righteous hypocrites. And we’ve got politicians that lie and make all kinds of promises which they don’t intend to keep. And the only honest one that I’ve known of in my lifetime has been Wendell Wilkie. When somebody challenged him with a promise that he made during a campaign, he said those were just campaign promises. He was the only one that I know of honest enough to admit he lied to get elected. He didn’t get elected, but he lied anyhow and admitted it, which was something. Righteousness is not found. If you think it is, get on a bus somewhere when there’s a crowd, and you will find that no matter how old and feeble you are, you’ll get the rib or two cracked or at least badly dinged by the elbow of some housewife on our way home. And we’re just not good. People are just not good. Among the first things we learned to do is something bad and something mean. Sin is everywhere. I don’t know whether Brother McAfee’s song, I told him I never cared much for that song but he loves it and sings it and has other people singing it. And I have begun to like it myself. I want a principle within. To cry to God for a principle of holiness within us to make us strong against the world and the evil outside of us. I’m beginning to see John must have had something there.

And you know brother and sister that this is reformation Sunday? Well you know that there’s iniquity are everywhere and I want to be joined to something good. You say well, I’m an American, I’m an American too. I was born here didn’t cost me a dime to become an American because my father little and my mother but didn’t cost me a dime. I’m an American, and I’ll never be anything else, but an American. And when they bury me there’ll be a little bit of America as the poet said, wherever I may be placed.

But, you have got to be pretty much of a, you gotta be an awful sissy to believe in the total righteousness of the United States of America. Don’t you? You’ve got to be an awful fool, really an awful fool. That buzzard’s nest up there at Washington. God bless them. It doesn’t make any difference whether they’re Democrats or Republicans are in there. They’re a bunch, of a lot of them at least, a bunch of crooks. And they mean alright, but they’re Adam’s fallen brood doing the best they can. We’d probably do worse, so we can pray for them and ask God to have mercy on them, but that’s about it.

But here we go and turn on the radio to try to get something educational, or something cultural and all you get is songs sung about automobiles and cigarettes. Well, it’s not a good world we live in, it’s a bad world. And you can become a Protestant, all right, that doesn’t help much. You can become an American, or be an American and that doesn’t help too much. But when you attach yourself to the Lord of Glory, you’re connected with something righteous, something that’s really righteous, not pollyannish, but something really righteous. He is Righteousness itself. The call of the concept of righteousness, and all the possibility of righteousness, are all summed up in Him. But unto the Lord, unto the Son he said, Thy throne, O God is forever and ever, a scepter of righteousness is the scepter of Thy kingdom. Thou hast loved righteousness and hated iniquity. Therefore God, Thy God hath anointed Thee with the oil of gladness above Thy fellows.

So, we have there a perfectly righteous Savior, a perfectly righteous Savior. They spied on Him. They sent the enemy to search into His life. Can you imagine if Jesus had made a mistake anywhere down the line. Can you imagine if Jesus’ foot had slipped once, even once down the line? Can you imagine if Jesus had lost His temper once, or if Jesus had been selfish once? Can you imagine if Jesus had done one thing that you and I take for granted even once? Can you imagine that all the sharp, beady eyes of hell were following Him trying to catch something out of his mouth? And when the end of His days had almost come, He turned on them and said, which of you convicteth me of sin? Not a one of you.

Righteousness was His and He’s the High Priest and if you go back to the Old Testament, you will find that when the high priest went into the holy place, he wore on his shoulders and on his breast, certain affairs that were prescribed. But upon his forehead, he wore a miter and who knows what was on that miter? Holiness unto the Lord. He was saying the best he could. Even that man had to have a sacrifice made for him. But he was trying to say in symbol what has been fulfilled in fact, that when He the High Priest of all high priests came, He would wear on His forehead, Holiness unto the Lord. And when they in mockery crashed down that crown of thorns upon His brow; if they’d had the eyes of a prophet, they could have seen a miter there, holiness unto the Lord. He is the Lord of all righteousness and the Lord of all mercy, because He establishes His kingdom of reclaimed rebels, Jesus does. He redeemed them and he won them and he renews the right spirit within them. But every body in this kingdom is a redeemed rebel.

Do you know what we think about people that have betrayed our country? We scarcely forgive them. We forgive them, but we always look askance upon them, those who have fallen in as some have into communism, and have spied for the, or at least have helped the communistic scheme. And then they’ve gotten their eyes open, and have turned away from it and gone to the FBI, admitted it and straighten their lives out, and even them we look at with a bit of doubt.

But did you ever stop to think that Jesus Christ hasn’t got a single member of His kingdom anywhere that wasn’t a former spy and rebel for the enemy. Have you ever thought of it? If it’s bad for a man in Washington, or Oak Hill or University of Chicago to get secrets, and take them and tell them to the enemy. If that is bad, and it is bad, and they hang him for it, why, how much worse to be over on the side of the enemy against the Lord of Glory as all sinners are. And don’t forget, at all sinners are.

And that’s why I smile when I see an old self-satisfied Deacon, sitting with his hands crossed looking like a statue of St. Francis. He is a very godly man indeed, and very conscious of it. All right, Deacon Jones, don’t you know what you were? You were a rebel and a spy. And you sold out the secrets of the kingdom of God and collaborated with the enemy and lived to overthrow the holy kingdom of God. And that’s all of us. And there is not one of us it doesn’t include, not a one of those. And if you don’t like that, then you’re no theologian. If you knew your Bible, you would agree with me. Because that’s what we all were. But mercy, oh the mercy, Lord of all mercy.

Sometime, I want to preach a sermon on mercy. I don’t think I ever have. Of course, I’ve woven it into all of my preaching. But think of the mercy of the Lord Jesus Christ, in utter mercy, utter mercy, mercy of our Lord. He is the Lord of all mercy. He is the Lord of all righteousness, and He sees how bad we are. But He’s the Lord of all mercy, and he doesn’t care. So, in His great kindness, He takes rebels and unrighteous persons, sinners, and makes them His own and establishes them in righteousness and renews a right spirit within them. And then we have a church. We have a cell, a company of believers meet together and He’s their Lord. And he’s the Lord of all power.

Now, here’s some Scripture. Just let me give it to you. After these things, I heard a great voice a great voice of much people in heaven saying, and what do you suppose they were saying? All salvation and glory and honor and power unto the Lord our God. This isn’t hysteria, but it’s ecstasy. There’s a difference. Hysteria is one thing, but ecstasy is another. And this was ecstasy. They said, alleluia and left the “H” off, and said, salvation and glory and honor and power unto the Lord our God. For true and righteous are His judgments. For He has judged the great whore which did corrupt the earth and with her fornication, and has avenged the blood of His servants at her hand. And again they said, alleluia and their smoke rose up forever and ever. And the four and twenty elders and the four beasts fell down and worshiped God that sat on the throne saying, amen, alleluia. Here we have it again, no hysteria, but a lot of ecstasy. And a voice came out of the throne saying, praise our God, all ye His servants, and ye that fear Him both small and great, said John.

Do you know, it’ll be worthwhile getting put in a salt mine on the Isle of Patmos to have a vision like that, wouldn’t it? It really would. It would be better to get on to a salt mine and say they had him in a salt mine over there on the Isle of Patmos. That fella who’d lived out on the sea catching fish and walked the sandy shores and smelled the fresh air. Now he’s in a mine, and it’s dark in there and suddenly the Lord lifts him into the Spirit on the Lord’s day. And he hears a voice saying, alleluia, for the Lord God omnipotent reineth. Let us be glad and rejoice and give honor to Him for the marriage of the Lamb is come, and his wife hath made herself ready. Do you see, there’s the Song of Solomon in New Testament garb.

To her was granted that she should be arrayed in fine linen, clean and white for the fine linen is the righteousness of saints. And He said unto me, write, blessed are they which are called of the marriage supper of the Lamb. Blessed are they. And he said, these are the true sayings of God, and I fell on my feet to worship Him. And He said, don’t you worship me. I am thy fellow servant of thy brethren that have the testimony of Jesus. Worship God. I saw heaven open. I’m waiting around brethren, I’m waiting around. I saw heaven open. Moses did and Isaiah did and Ezekiel did and John did, and I’m waiting around. Paul did. I saw heaven open and behold a white horse. And He that sat upon him was called Faithful and True. And in righteousness, He is the judge and will make war, and His eyes were as a flame of fire; and on His head where many crowns. And He had a name written that no man knew but He Himself. He was clothed with a vesture dipped in blood and his name is called the Word of God.

There we have this victorious Lord Jesus Christ, the Lord of all power. He is the Lord of all power. Do you know, sin has scarred the world. Back in the state of Pennsylvania, they do what they call strip mining. And I was angry in my heart when I saw what they have done to our lovely Pennsylvania hills. These greedy dogs had gone and with their great machinery, they had stripped away the foliage and gone down into the bowels of the beautiful hillsides and taken out a cheap coal; anything to get a little money. And the government says, when you take it and strip mine, you got to fill it up again or it will cost you $100 an acre. And they grinned and said, it will cost us more than $100 a acre to fill it up, so they pay their fine and leave it there. And when I was back this last summer I drove up, they drove me up back past the old place, and I looked out for when I was there four to five years before. It had lain there like a wounded man. Lain there all gouged and ugly. Where in my boyhood days, it had been beautiful to see as the green trees met the blue sky above. But now, it was scarred and they paid their fine because it was cheaper than to fulfill their promise. And they left her there, that lovely hillside, all gouged and cut and bruised. And when I was back, I could have wept to see how kindly mother nature had gone to work. And where four or five years before it was just an ugly hole. Now the sun and the rain and the wind and the waves and the beautiful rain that God sent down in sheets upon that hillside as I’ve seen it fall many times, had begun to bring out the blossoms that I didn’t know were there, and now nature is covering up her wounds, her scars, her ugliness.

God made the world beautiful and if you go out and make it ugly, God in five years will make it beautiful again. The human race is ugly, ugly though made in the image of God and the potentialities of beauty, ugly in its sin. I think my brethren that the ugliest place in the world is hell. The ugliest place in the universe is hell. And when a man says “ugly as hell,” he’s using a proper and valid comparison. For there is nothing as ugly as hell. But surely Hell is the ugliest place in the universe. It is that against which all other ugliness can be compared. And surely Heaven is the most beautiful place, the place of supreme beauty, with its power that knows no limit and wisdom free from bound, the beatific vision shall glad the saints around. And the peace of all the faithful in the calm of all the blessed inviolet and very divineness, sweetest best, it shall all be there.

So like hell is the ugliest place in the universe. Surely, the most beautiful place will be heaven, for all harmony will be there and all fragrance and all its charm. But between heaven, which is the epitome of all supreme beauty and hell which is the essence of all ugliness, there lies the poor scarred world. The poor earth lies like a pitiful dying woman clothed in rags, that wants was a beauty that could have stood and been admired by the ages, now sin has cut her down and she’s tattered and torn. And from the Nile to the Mississippi and from California to Bangkok, and from the North Pole to the South Pole, wherever human beings go, we find moral ugliness and sin and hatred and suspicion, name calling and all the rest. And the beautiful grace that the Lord made to be His bride, now in her pathetic ugliness, lies, dying, clothed in rags. But Jesus Christ, the Lord of mercy came to save here and took upon Himself her flesh, her own flesh, and was made in the likeness of man and for sin He gave Himself to die. And there’s going to be a restoration and that poor, bruised, dying thing, that poor bruised, dying thing.

Years ago, I read that great book, that great book, I suppose that it’s one of the greatest book ever written of its kind, Les Misérables, the great book by Victor Hugo. And in it, there was one of the most tender and pathetic passages that I think I have ever read in all literature. You would have to go to the Bible to find anything as deeply moving. Here was this young man one of the upper class, the nobles, and here was the woman that he was in love with, you know, they weave that all in. And here in the middle, was a pale-faced little urchin girl from the streets of Paris, who, with her poor rags and her pale, tubercular face, she also loved the nobleman, but didn’t dare say so. So he used her to carry notes. They used her to carry notes back and forth. And this great fellow never dreamed that this poor, sallow-faced girl dressed in rags, had lost her heart to him in his nobility. So, he went to find her and see what he could do to help her, and found her lying on the bed of rags in the tenement house in the low section of Paris. And this time she can’t get up to greet him nor carry a note to his fiancé. So, he says to her, what can I do for you? And she said, well, I’m dying. I’ll be gone in a moment. And he said, what can I do? Tell me, anything. And she said, would you do one thing for me before I close my eyes for the last time? And she said, would you, when I’m dead, would you kiss my forehead?

I don’t know. I know it was only Victor Hugo brilliant imagination, but I know Victor Hugo had seen that in Paris. He’d gone through the sewers there and he had seen, and he knew about it. He knew that you can beat a girl down and you can beat her down and you can clothe her in rags, and you can fill her with tuberculosis and you can make her so thin that the wind will blow her off course when she walks down a dirty street. She can’t take out of her heart that thing that makes her want to love a man. You can’t take that out. God said, Adam, you can’t be alone, it isn’t right. And he made a woman meet for him. You can’t take that out. And Victor Hugo knew it. And he wrote that thing in. I rarely quote from a fiction, but I thought that was worth it.

My dear friends, our Lord Jesus Christ came down and found, found the race like that, consumptive and long and pale-faced and died, and took on Himself all her death, and rose the third day and took all the pathos out, and all the pity out, and now she comes walking on the arm of her, leaning on the arm of her Beloved, walking into the presence of God and He presents her, not a poor, pitiful wreck who he kissed when she was dead. But His happy, bright-eyed bride meet to be a partaker of the saints in light. Worthy to stand beside Him and be His bride in the glory yonder. What is her authority and what is her right and by what authority does she walk into the presence of the Father?

You remember back in that chapter in the book of Genesis where Abraham calls his servant and sends his servant to get a bride for Isaac his son. He goes to the well and finds Rebecca, and says to Rebecca. It makes me homesick just pronounce the name, but says to Rebecca, my master’s son has sent me, and I’ve come for you if you will go. And she said, what are the terms? Well, that you go without waiting around. Now, go with me across the desert and be a bride for my master’s son. She said, I’ll go and when she said I’ll go, he reached into the saddle bag of the great, old camel that he’d ridden out, that swaying ship of the desert. And he took out jewelry and he put it around her neck and put it on her arms and fingers and ankles and he decked her out after the time.

And when she arrived, it was a long trip back there across the desert, you know. The old servant, he wasn’t fooling around. He’d been sent after a bride and he got her, and he was on his way back. And I imagine he was slapping the side of that old bobbing camel as they went across that desert. And Isaac was bothered, he was bothered. His father said, what’s the matter Isaac? And he said, well, I don’t know. I guess I just didn’t get enough sleep last night. And his father winked at his mother and said that he’s got it alrighty. He has it. And he went out it says in a kind of a nice, biblical, dignified way, half humorous, you know it says he was out walking in the twilight at the cool of the day. What was he out there for? He knew that he’d hear in the distance, the tinkling of camel bells. And he know when he heard the tinkling of the camel bells, that there’d be a bride, and a worthy one. She had to be worthy. And he knew something else. How was he going to know her? He’s going to know her by the jewelry she had on. He’d sent it. And when she came back with it. He said that this is her. She would have been English but heard what he probably said, this is her alright. And he knew his bride by the jewelry she wore.

And I don’t know my friends. I don’t want to go get too emotional, but I just think that maybe the Lord of Glory who sent the Holy Ghost of Pentecost to get a bride, I don’t know but what sometimes He may get up from the throne and take a walk and say, I’m listening for the sound of the camel bells. For the bride is getting ready and He will know her. And how will He know her? We sing, we’ll know Him by the prints of the nails. How will He know us? By the jewelry we wear. His, that He sent down. And what is it? The fruits of the Spirit. It’s love and joy and peace, temperance and kindness and all that. We’ll know Him and He’ll know us. And so it says in brusk simplicity. And Isaac took Rebecca and she became his bride. None of this big show stuff, organ blowing. You know, and people walking lockstep down there. He just walked over and said, Honey, I know you by what you got on. Come on over here. And she went to be with him and became his bride. And our Lord Jesus Christ, He’ll know who they are. Don’t you worry. You say nobody knows me. I’m a Christian alright, but I’ve never been heard of out of my block. If you go beyond my block, I’m a stranger. I wouldn’t worry about that. He knows you. He knows who you are and He knows you by the jewelry of the Word. He is thy Lord and He shall greatly desire thy beauty. Worship thou Him!

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“A Definition of Worship”

October 20, 1957

Now, let me read what the Holy Ghost said through the mouth of the prophet David. Psalm 8, O Lord, Our Lord, O Jehovah Our Lord, how excellent is Thy name in all the earth. Who hath set Thy glory above the heavens. Out of the mouth of babes and sucklings has Thou ordained strength. Because of thine enemies, Thou mightest still the enemy and the avenger. When I consider Thy heavens, and the work of Thy fingers, the moon, the stars which thou hast ordained, what is man that thou art mindful of him, and the Son of Man that thou visitest him? But thou has made him a little lower than the angels, and has crowned him with glory and honor. Thou madest him to have dominion over the works of thy hands; thou hast put all things under his feet:  All sheep and oxen, yea, and the beasts of the field;  The fowl of the air, and the fish of the sea, and whatsoever passeth through the paths of the seas.  O Jehovah our Lord, how excellent is thy name in all the earth!. And there is that verse in Psalm 45:11, which I have used every night on this series, “So shall the king greatly desire thy beauty. He is thy Lord, worship thou Him.

And I have been developing a thesis. It is that God made us to worship. That is why we were created. Everything has its reason for being here. We have this reason that we might worship the Father Almighty, maker of heaven and earth. And we sinned and lost the glory and fell; and the light went out in our hearts. And we stopped worshipping God and set our affections on things below. But God sent His only begotten Son. He was born of the Virgin Mary, suffered under Pontius Pilate, was crucified, dead and buried, and rose the third day from the dead, and sitteth at the right hand of the Majesty in the heavens in order that He might restore us again to worship. Indeed, not only restore us again to worship, but put us so much higher, as much higher as Christ is higher than Adam. For all we could do in Adam was to be equal to Adam. But in Christ, He raises us until we shall be like Him. So that actually redemption is an improvement upon creation.

Now, what is it to worship? Usually, I can’t find definitions; I am unable to define them. I don’t know anybody that said what I want to say. Probably, somebody did say it and say it better. But I define the word worship as I see it. It probably is an imperfect definition, but it is close and it’s what my heart said, that to worship is to feel in the heart. Now to feel in the heart, not to strike a certain pose necessarily, and not to go through a form of a word necessarily, but to feel in the heart and express in some appropriate manner. It may be through a form of words. It may be through song or the sounding of the Scriptures, the sound of the reading of the Scriptures. It may be in awesome silence. It may be in loud praise. But, it is to feel in the heart and express in some manner, a humbling, a humbling. There’s no pride in worship. Never.

A fellow who leaps up when he’s announced, rushes over, slaps the pulpit and begins to talk fast, he’s not worshiping. He belongs on Broadway, not in a pulpit. A humbling, to feel in the heart and express a humbling, but delightful sense of admiring awe, and astonished wonder, and overwhelming love in the Presence of that most ancient mystery, that unspeakable Majesty which the philosophers have called the mysterium tremendum, but which the prophets call, the Lord our God.

Now, that is the definition which I have given for worship. And it is for this reason that we are redeemed. We are not redeemed that we might not drink, though the redeemed man will not be a drinker. We are not redeemed that we might not smoke, though the redeemed man is not likely to smoke, unless he’s been brought up in an atmosphere where he doesn’t know any better. I think some Christians have used the weed because they’ve been brought up in an atmosphere where they never were taught anything else and they love God and puff their pride. If that shocks any of you are hyper fundamentalist, it’s a good for you to get all shook up. Well, that’s true. I believe it’s true, nevertheless.

But God does not redeem us that He might stop our smoking, though He certainly will get the fire out, that kind of fire if we are redeemed. And He doesn’t save us that we might escape hell, though we will escape hell. For we shall not perish but have everlasting life. But He redeems us that we might worship again. That we might take our place again, even on earth, with the angels in heaven, and the beasts, and the living creatures. And we might feel in our heart and express in our own way, that humbling, but nevertheless, delightful sense of admiring awe and astonished wonder and overwhelming love in the presence of that Ancient Mystery, that unspeakable Majesty, the Ancient of Days.

Now my brethren, that’s a definition. And I want you to notice, as you probably have, that I had said “that, that, that.” Why did I not say He? Why did I say “that” most Ancient Mystery, that unspeakable Majesty? Why did I not say He instead of that? Because the human heart in its present state, in the presence of mystery, always says some thing before it says some one.

In the book of 1 John, I’ll notice that later, but I wanted to call attention to it now. The Holy Ghost says, That which was from the beginning. That which we have heard. That which we have seen with our eyes. That which we have looked upon and our hands have handled and the Word of Life. For the Life was manifested and we have seen it and bear witness and show unto you that Eternal Life, that Eternal Life which was with the Father and was manifest unto us. That which we have seen and heard declare we unto to you.

Now, that was an inspired apostle speaking, and he said, that, that, that, which, which, not who, whom, He, but “that which.” And in the presence of the Overarching Mystery, the human heart reaches up and leans out and feels and says, “some thing.” And it always says some thing before it can say some one. Why did John say “that” instead of He? Because, at the root of human thought, there is an “it.” In the root in human thought there is that, that. The human heart searches for the original substance, for being, for empathy.

Do you remember the little word essentia in Latin, which means to be actual being. And it’s this the human heart struggles for. In the midst of the whirling waters of humanity and sin and time and space, man’s heart struggles for the rock of being. The rock of essentia of the essential, that actual being. And our fathers knew that when they talked about the substance of God, or when they talked about the essence of God, or when they said that the sun was of the essence of the Father, or when they said, the Spirit was of the same substance as the Father and the Son. Back to the personality, back of the “He” was the “That” which was with the Father. And then as we go on, God’s personality emerges, as God manifests Himself. But the first thrust of the human heart out, the first leap of the human spirit out of the swirling waters is for that rock of being, where he says, “that which was with the Father.” And as we reason and pray and meditate and read the Word of God, “that” becomes He. He says, When you pray, say our Father which art in heaven.

There lived once in the 17th century. A man by the name of Blaise Pascal. Pascal was probably the greatest mind of the 17th century, and I personally think the greatest mind France ever produced, though I am probably not in position to pronounce on that. It would take a great deal of scholarship to say for certain. But this man goes down in history and is found in all the books and in the encyclopedias and in the histories of science and mathematics as probably the greatest thinker of the 17th century. He was a scientist. He was a mathematician, and he was a philosopher. He didn’t write much, but what he wrote has been seminal. It has come like the seed of God in the minds of men. Well, this man astonish the learned world by his works on mathematics, particularly geometry, when he was only in his early 20s.

But later on, Pascal became interested in theology, and then found God and became a Christian. And while he went on with His scientific work, he began to write about God and Christ and redemption and revelation. He wrote with such wondrous clarity and insight that he startled the learned of the universities of his time. And Pascal wrote a little testimony, and he folded that testimony up and put it in close to his heart. And all his life he carried it here close to his heart. And I think died with it close to his heart. And this is only part of it. It isn’t very long, but I’m giving you only part of it. A little of it’s written in Latin and the rest was translated into English and here it is. Pascal said, from about half past ten at night, to about half after midnight, fire. He cuts it off there. He doesn’t go on. He just cuts it off and then prays, O God of Abraham, God of Isaac, God of Jacob, not of the philosophers, nor the wise. Security, security, feeling joy, peace, God of Jesus Christ, thy God shall be my God. Imagine one of the greatest minds of the last 1000 years carrying this against his heart. Forgetfulness of the world and of all, save God. He can be found only in the ways taught in the Gospel. O Righteous Father, the world hath not known thee, but I have known thee, joy, joy, joy, tears of joy. He kept that in against his heart while he studied the heavens and wrote his great books. But he repudiated the God of the thinker and of the philosopher, and sought the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ who can be found only in the ways of the gospel. Fire, Fire, he said, from 10:30 to 12:30, for His sake, I repudiate the world.

My brethren there was worship. In Luke 2:11, the Holy Ghost said, or the angel said, it was all God’s revelation. For unto you is born this day in the city of David a Savior which is Christ the Lord. Now comes the bliss and wonder of revelation and manifestation. And to the thirsting, searching mind that is crying for that, and it and substance and essence and being, the angels sing, behold, there is born this day in the city of David a Savior, which is Christ the Lord. He is thy Lord, worship thou Him.

Now, God has given us this object of our worship. He is person, but He’s also Being. He is One, but He’s also that, that Ancient Mystery, that unutterable Majesty in whose presence angels tremble and the creatures that have gazed for centuries on the sea of fire, fold their wings and cry, holy, holy, holy is the Lord God Almighty. He is Lord of all. I want to speak of only two things of which He is Lord this night. I’ll finish it two weeks from tonight if I can. I think I will be able to.

Well, He is Lord of all, and you will find that over in the book of Acts. He is Lord of all, said the man Peter. And He is the Lord of all Being. And that line is borrowed out of a hymn which we’re going to sing later. But He is the Lord of all Being. What I’ve said tonight is just as orthodox as Augustine, and just as evangelical as Dwight Moody. So don’t imagine because I’m using language you’re not familiar with, that I am off the deep end somewhere. But He is Lord of all Being. That is, He’s the Lord of not all being. that would have been a poor, cheap way to say, Lord of all beings, a kind of boss over the beings. No, He’s that, but that wasn’t what the man meant, nor what he said, He is the Lord of all Being. He is the Lord of all the concept of being. He’s the Lord of all possibility of being. He is that and that is He. And He’s the Lord of all actual existence. This is the Lord.

And so my friends, when we worship Him, we encompass all science and all philosophy. You know it, all science and all philosophy. Science is great, philosophy is greater, theology is greater still, and worship is greater than all. For worship goes back of what science can go, back of where human thought can penetrate, and back of all the wordings of theology, and back to the reality. And when the Christian gets on his knees, I’ve said before and repeat, that he’s having a meeting at the summit. He can’t get beyond that. There isn’t an archangel that can go higher than he can go. There isn’t a cherub that can burn his way higher than he can go. For he is worshiping that Awful Mystery, that Overwhelming Majesty, in humbling, but delightful love. He’s worshipping his God.

And so I tell you, that when we’re called to be Christians, were simply not called only to give up a few little things and to be saved from doing a few bad things. All of that is, simply; it’s what a bird is to a Spring day. It’s what a swallow is to the Summer. And one swallow doesn’t make a Summer. Neither does giving up beer make a Christian. The swallow will come with the Summer, and the giving up of all this trash will come with the Christian’s new birth. He’s been born again that he might push through, and press in and pass the blood sprinkled way, and find that after which the minds of men sought and seeked. Whether it be the most superstitious creature that knows nothing, eat human flesh and wears no clothes and cries after that some thing. Whether it be the learned theologian, He leads us into that. For “That” is none other than He who came and was born of the Virgin Mary, to suffer under Pontius Pilate. He is no lately come One. No new One to add to Buddha and Mohammedan, Zoroaster. He goes back of all.

So, no Christian ever has to be ashamed and say I’m no philosopher. Don’t be foolish, you are. You say, I’m no scientist. Don’t be foolish. You are. The man who pushes back past where science can go and on through past where minds can think, into the presence of the Lord of all, and in meek devotion and in holy rapture and awestruck admiration, cries, holy, holy, holy. He’s vaster than the philosopher, wider, bigger, grander than the science.

Were you greatly moved by the little satellite that they shot into the air the other night? To tell you the truth I was bored and I’m bored now. They shot it into the air 350 miles up and it’s going at 17,000 miles an hour, giving of a beep, beep, beep. Poor little thing. But everybody got excited and said, oh, what have we done?

I remember when an old man came down from the hills of Tishbe, dressed in camel’s hair and girded about the loin with a golden girdle. He had never, not a golden, leather girdle. He had never seen a king, and the palace was unknown to him.  The pine trees had been his temple. The sound of the wind had been his work. And the stars at night had spoken to him and whispered of the Lord God of his fathers. And he knew the Word. But, he walked boldly into the presence of a degenerate, decadent king and said, I am Elijah. I stand before God. He was bored with royal, red tape. Bored with scepters and crowns and cheap little barber chairs set up and called thrones. He was bored and said, I’ve spent my years standing in the presence of the Ancient of Days and I’m not afraid of kings. I’ve come with a message, there will be no rain. Then he disappeared, walking in rustic dignity out of the presence of that puppet king, hen-pecked mouse that he was. A cheap utensil used by a Baal-likish woman by the name of Jezebel.

So when the whole world exploded, oh, they’ve sent up a satellite. Well, they’re good at satellites, they’ve gotta love it. And I’m bored with it. I’ve stood in the presence of Him Who encompasses the universe and holds it in His hands. He calls the stars by name and leadeth them forth as a shepherd leads forth his sheep across the green blue heavens above. Am I therefore going to fall down and worship and say how wonderful? I worship the Lord of the sun and the stars and of all space and all time and of all matter and all motion. Therefore, I am not too excited.

He is the Lord of all beings, not of the philosophers, not of the wise man, but the revealed God, the God who reveals Himself, the God of Abraham, Isaac, and Jacob, the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ. And since He is the God of all being, He is the enemy of all not being. Therefore, when some fellow with a highly illustrated book, rushes up your sidewalk and wants to play you a little disk, shut the door, shut it kindly like a Christian but shut it. For he wants to talk to you about annihilation. There’s no such concept in the whole Bible as annihilation. The Lord of all Being is the enemy of all not being. God knows nothing of not be; He only knows be.

The second and last, He is the Lord of Life. Turn to John, That which was from the beginning, which we have heard, and which we with our eyes have you seen which we looked upon and our hands have handled the Word of Life. For the Life was manifested and we have seen it and bear witness and show unto you that Eternal Life which was with the Father. And was manifested unto us, that which we have seen and heard declare we unto you that ye also may have fellowship with us, and truly our fellowship is with the Father, and with His Son Jesus Christ.

So there He is the Lord of all life. He is the Lord of all says Peter. He is thy Lord, worship thou Him, said David. His is of Light, the sole Fountain. There isn’t any other Light. He is the fountain of that Light. It’s all the light we know comes from the sun, that is all we know I suppose, the stars give off light and all that, but we’re thinking as plain people now looking up at the sun. It comes from the sun, and so all light comes from God, from Jesus Christ, the Son.

And when the man of God said, Thou of life the Fountain art, freely let me take of thee, he was like Elijah in the mountains of Tishbe. He had gone past Shakespeare and past Homer. He’d gone past all the philosophers and the wise, and was worshipping in the presence of the Lord of Life. Thou of life the fountain art, freely let me take of thee; spring thou up within my heart, rise to all eternity.

You can go into the average library; I say this with great care. You can go into the average library and you will not find an whole shelf, whole shelves as big as the side of the wall of this church. Almost anywhere you want to go on the writings of man. You’ll not find anything as magnificent as those four lines, Thou of life the fountain art, freely let me take of thee, spring Thou up within my heart, and rise to all eternity. For the books stop when the undertaker comes. The books and the plays and all the celebrities, it all stops when the undertaker come. This man says spring thou up within my heart, rise to all eternity. And when the stars have faded out and all the suns have burnt themselves away, we’ll still be with Him. For He is the Lord life. He is the Lord of the essence of life. He is the Lord of all the possibility of life. He is the Lord of all kinds of life. And there is no life of which He is not found. Since He is the Lord of life, He is the enemy of death.

And let me read again. Now is Christ risen from the dead and become the firstfruits of them that slept. For since by man came death, by man came also the resurrection of the dead. For as in Adam all die, even so in Christ shall all be made alive. But every man in his own order, Christ the first fruits afterwards, they that are Christ’s that is coming. Then cometh the end when He shall have delivered up the kingdom to God, even the Father. All He shall put down all rule and all authority and power, for He must reign until He hath put all enemies under His feet. And the last enemy that shall be destroyed is death.

Since He is the Lord of life, He is the enemy of death. And He came down and went into this cave where death snarled and snapped its jaws. He went in there with it, in the darkness. They called it a cross on a hill, but it was a cave where the snarling dragon lay and broke its filthy jaw, and rose again the third day from the dead, and threw teeth in all directions never to be gathered again together.

And He is the enemy of death. The enemy of my death and the enemy of yours. He is the Lord of life. What does that mean to us? I ran into this written by an old German man many years ago. Jesus lives and so shall I, death by sting is gone forever. He who deign for me to die, lived the band to settle. He shall raise me with the just, Jesus is my hope and trust. That’s what it means. Jesus lives and death is now but an entrance into glory. Courage then my soul for thou hast a crown of life before thee. Thou shalt find thy hopes were just, Jesus is the Christian’s trust. But the old brother was evangelical and evangelistic, and he couldn’t closes his hymn without giving the poor sinner outside there a chance to come in. So he said, Jesus lives and God extends grace to each returning sinner. Rebels, He receives as friends and exalts the highest honor. God is true as He is just, Jesus is my hope and trust. Jesus lives and God extends, grace to each returning sinner, and rebels He receives as friends and exalts the highest honor.

That’s what it’s all about my brethren. I wish the world could hear it. I wish the world could hear it. I’d like to tell it to the whole world. I’d like to write it into books. I’d like to have it circulated. I like these ideas to get hold of the minds of men until a new day would dawn in evangelical circles. But I don’t know. I remember that Keats said, when I have fears that I may cease to be before my pen has gleaned my teeming brain. And he did. Teeming brain into which he dipped his pen and wrote his imperishable poems.  This same Pascal of whom I have, from whom I’ve quoted tonight, Fire fire, joy, joy, tears of joy, he said. And he said, I’m going to write. I’m going to write so that the world will get it. He took notes madly, but he died before he got to print. So, all we’ve got is his notes.

I would like to be able to write a book or two. I’d like to be able to make my voice heard all over the world, to the poor, poor church living on cheap fiction with the name of Jesus in it. Living on the smiles and bows of converted celebrities. Living to sing cheap songs about once I smoked and now I don’t. Once I drank beer, now I don’t. Thank God you don’t brother. It’s cheaper not to and healthier. But, if that’s your concept of Christianity, you haven’t even seen the door of the outer chambers, let alone the Holy of Holies, or the Sanctum Sanctorum. Let’s push all in. Let’s move on and let’s tell the world why He died and why He lived. That a people once made to worship Him, who had lost their harp and lost their tongue and lost their desire even to worship; now caught and renewed and quickened and made live and enabled to worship again. And it works my brethren, it works.

In 1935 I think it was, I recall, Jaffrey moved down from Indo-China to the country they call Borneo, now called Kalimantan. There he found headhunters. Men with poisoned little arrows which they shot through long blowguns. You can see one of them downstairs in the missionary room. And they hunt those heads, shrink them and hang them up. And He went in there and prayed through, and almost died one night, and praying through, God began to work. Headhunters began to get converted.  Older men everywhere all over that era began to get converted. They built their chapels with joy. They threw their idols away and then with joy, they gathered up the shrunken heads they had themselves taken, threw them into the boiling river and they were carried away out into the sea. And they built their chapels. Now in their language they talk about Jesu, Jesus Christ the Son of God. It works my brethren. It works. It works. Of course, He saved them from headhunting, and that’s what He saved them from. What did He save them to? To kneel in a simple bamboo chapel and worship the Lord God Almighty, Maker of heaven and earth and Jesus Christ his only son. That’s what He saved them too, and that’s all that matters.

Jesus lives and offers to returning sinners a place in His heart. He might restring your harp and give you back your organ again. The organ that can play the anthems and join with the hosts of others. Dear God, how far the church has wandered and how far from being the kind of Christians we ought to be. Put away fleshly things. Put away worldly things. Put away the cheap twaddle of fallen Adam’s brood and turn your eyes upon Jesus, the Lamb of God. Your mind will be cleansed and your heart will be cleansed and trust the Holy Spirit to fill you with a spirit of worship again that you may join the angels and the redeemed, and prophets and saints and martyrs singing the songs of the Father who loved you and the Son who loved you, and the Holy Ghost who is the Spirit of the Father and the Son.

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“Worship the Lord of Glory and Meekness”

October 6, 1957
Now I’ve been preaching on worship over the last weeks thou missing last Sunday when I was in New York of course. And my, they say, overall text has been Psalm 45:11. So shall the king greatly desire thy beauty. For He is thy Lord, worship thou Him.

Tonight, I want to add these words, at least tonight’s sermon is going to be chiefly scripture. So, if you are allergic to a lot of Scripture, you would have better to stay at home. These words from the 45th Psalm, Gird thy sword upon thy thigh, O most mighty, with thy glory and thy majesty. And in thy majesty ride prosperously because of truth and meekness and righteousness. Now, that’s strange, glory and majesty and meekness here all together, but here they are.

Now previously, I have talked to you over the last nights, Sunday nights, about worship. We were created to worship God, that’s why we’re born. We fell, lost the glory and the worship. Christ came to redeem us that we might worship. That’s why we were redeemed. Then, I went on from there to talk about the Lord. And I reminded you of the text where Peter said, He is Lord of all. And David said, He is thy Lord, worship thou Him. Then I talked on the Lord of all beings and the Lord of all light. Tonight, I want to talk about the Lord of Glory, and if I get to it, the Lord in meekness.

Now, the inspired Psalmist here wrote, and I want to give you what the Holy Ghost said through the mouth of the Psalmist. He said, Jehovah reigns. Jehovah reigneth. Let the earth rejoice; let the multitude of isles be glad thereof. Clouds and darkness are round about him: righteousness and judgment are the habitation of His throne. Wonderful to know that somewhere in the universe, there is something that’s sound and right.

I often quote, with a bit of good humor, the saying of the serious-minded old man of God who said, if you would to be peaceful and have peace in your heart, don’t inquire into people’s lives too closely. The idea is, you will be shocked if you do. And I suppose there isn’t a throne, but what there’s a rat knawing somewhere in the throne. Maybe he’s got the crown on his head. But here’s a throne that’s filled with righteousness and judgment. And a fire goes before Him. And lightning enlightens the world. And the hills melt like wax at the presence of the Lord, at the presence of the Lord of the whole earth. The heavens declare His righteousness. And you can search until you die in search for a million years beyond and you’ll not find anything wrong there. The throne of God stands Right and the God who sits on that throne is Right. He is the God of Righteousness. And the heavens declare His righteousness. And all the people shall see His glory. For Thou Lord, art high above all the earth. Thou art exalted far above all gods. Now, that’s what part of what the 97th Psalm says about Him.

Now, after man had fallen and lost the vision of the Glory and lost it. That’s what’s the matter with us, my friends. That’s what’s the matter with us. We’ve lost the vision of the Glory. But after we had fallen and lost it, the man of God, the martyr Steven said, and began his great sermon, the God of Glory appeared under Abraham. The God of Glory appeared unto Abraham and God began to reveal the glory that had been in eclipse. Now, you know, that when a thing is in eclipse, it doesn’t mean that its light has diminished any, nor that its glory has in any wise diminished. It means merely that there is some body between us and that shining frame there that is said to be eclipsed. When the sun is eclipsed, the sun is not one degree cooler than it was before. Nor does its flames flash out from its surface one inch shorter than it did before. It is still as hot and still as big and still as powerful and free as before it went into eclipse, because it’s not the sun that’s eclipsed, it’s us that’s eclipsed. And we ought to get that straight. The eclipse of the sun means, the eclipse of us. The sun’s alright, and so, the great God Almighty.

I have a book. I haven’t read it yet, written by the great Jewish theologian Buber, and it’s called, “The Eclipse of God. ” I haven’t read it, so there’s nothing I am saying tonight out of it. Someday when I get time, I’m going to read it I hope, “The Eclipse of God.” Well, all he could mean being a Jewish theologian and knowing his Old Testament is that there has been a shadow between us and God. God is not in eclipse. The glory of God shines as bright as ever. And the God of glory began to appear to people. He appeared unto Abraham. And in the development of His redemptive purpose, He began to show what He was. You see, we were in pretty bad shape. Read the first chapter Romans if you want to know how bad we were, the world was. We had gotten down to where we not only worshipped a man, which was bad enough, but we worshipped a beast, which was worse. Not only did we worship beast as a human race, but we worshipped birds and fish and serpents, crawling, slithery serpents, we worshipped them. If that wasn’t bad enough, we worshipped bugs and beetles. We worshipped clear down as far as with anything that could wiggle or crawl. They got down on their knees and said, Lord, my God. Now, that was how bad our minds were in eclipse, for it was our minds and not God. Then, God began to appear out from behind the cloud, and the God of glory appeared to Abraham, and he revealed His Oneness.

Now, that was the first thing God revealed about Himself. He didn’t reveal His holiness first. He revealed His Oneness first. It was an insult to the great God Almighty to think that there were two or three God Almighties. Did you ever stopped to think, and this reminds me, I’ve got to get around to writing on the attributes of God before I die. So, I leave this to remind the people that there can’t be two Almighties. And there can’t be two Infinites. And there can’t be two Omnipotents. Did you ever think about that? Yeah, I don’t know. You know, shake your head a little bit and see if you can get the cells to functioning and think about it. Is it possible for two beings to be Almighty? For if one Being had all the power there is, then where would the second being come in? He couldn’t have all the power there is. He couldn’t have two beings having all the power there is.

Then when we come to infinitude; infinitude means boundless, limitlessness in its complete, absolute sense. So how could there be two beings who were absolute. There could be one, but there couldn’t be two. You see, it is metaphysically impossible even to think of two beings who were absolute or infinite, or who were Almighty, who were omnipotent, or any of the other attributes of God. But, we didn’t know that, and so we worshiped everything that would move; and if it didn’t move, we got down in front of it and worshipped it anyway. They worshipped everything. They worshipped trees, and they worshipped the sun, and the stars, and they had gods everywhere, worshipping them. It seems strange and almost humorous to you and me, but it’s a long way from being humorous when God Almighty told the people, hear O Israel, the Lord thy God is one Lord, and Him only shalt thou worship. That was the Oneness.

Now, the scholars call that monotheism of course. That is their way of hiding the meaning of it from the people and giving the people the impression that they are very learned. But all monotheism means, is there is one God. And there is one God and we thought there were many. The human race thought there were many. I have a book on the gods by Cicero. A great book on the gods, but Cicero, mighty man he was, thought that there’s more than one god.

So God said, now first thing you’re going to have to get straight is that I’ve got no rival. There is no other God but Me. Hear O Israel, hear O Israel, the Lord thy God is one Lord and Him only shalt thou worship. And centuries later, a Christian sang this and you can’t sing it. I don’t think anybody could write music to it, but he sang it anyhow in his heart and I sing it in mine. One God, one Majesty, there is no God but Thee, unextended, unbounded unity. Awful in unity, O God, we worship Thee more simply One, because supremely Three. Unfathomable sea, all life is out of Thee and Thy Life is Thy blissful unity.

The Christians knew this: all things that from Thee run allwards that Thou has done Thou doest in honor of Thy being One. Blessed be Thy Unity. All joys are one to me. The joy that there can be no God but Thee. This was what the Christian sang, and this is what Christians believe. This is what Jesus taught. And little by little, God came out from behind that eclipse.

And I tell you, I like to go back to the book of Exodus if I feel I amount to anything, or I get awestruck a little by a queen or a president or somebody. I like to go back here to the book of Exodus where it says, The Lord said unto Moses, lo, I come in a thick cloud. I’m coming in a thick cloud, that the people may hear what I speak unto thee and believe they forever, Moses told the people. And the Lord said to Moses, go unto the people and sanctify them today. Get them all clean and ready. You didn’t come rushing into that awesome Presence. You had to get ready and get sanctified, he said; and let them wash their clothes and be ready the third day. For the third day Jehovah will come down in the sight of all the people upon Mount Sinai. And Brethren, I don’t know what Life magazine would have done about this. I suppose they’d have wanted to photograph it. But thou shalt set bounds unto the people around about saying, Take heed to yourselves that ye come not near the mountain nor touch the border of it. Whosoever touches the Mount shall be surely put to death. What a contrast between this great God and the gods that they could handle and lug around and put them under their pillow, and put them up on the front part of their automobile to keep them out of accidents, which they don’t. And there shall not a hand touch it, He said, but he will surely be stoned or shot through, nor shall beast or man shan’t leave. And when the trumpet sounded long, then you come up to the Mount.

Now my friend, there, there was something, there was something. When the trumpet sounded long, you come up to the Mount. If anybody is presented before a queen or a king, they practice for days and days exactly how to say and how to approach. But here, he says, this great God, you’re coming up before Him, and nobody else can come and if He comes and even touches this mountain, he’ll drop dead and shrivel. Moses went down and sanctified the people and they all washed their clothes. And he said, now, be ready. It came to pass on the third day in the morning.

Have you ever stopped to think how many things God did in the morning? He said in the morning that there was thunder and lightning and a thick cloud upon the mountain. The voice of the trumpet exceeding loud, and all the people that was in the camp trembled. And Mount Sinai was all together under smoke because the Lord descended upon it in fire. And the smoke thereof ascended as the smoke of a furnace. And the whole Mount quaked greatly. And the Lord said unto Moses, go down and charge the people lest they break through and gaze and many of them perish. And let the priests also which come near to the Lord, sanctify themselves lest the Lord breakthrough on them.

There was God coming out from behind, coming out from behind that cloud. Then He began to reveal other things about Himself. And listen now, He said, The Lord your God is one Lord and He’s the Lord of Lords, and He’s a great God, and He’s the God of Gods and He’s mighty and He’s terrible.

Do you know what we’ve done? Do you know what we’ve done? We’ve brought God down until nobody can respect Him anymore. We’ve brought Him down. In New York City, I said last week, when I was preaching there. I said, I’m on a quiet little crusade, not as big as the one over at Madison Square Garden, but a quiet little crusade to bring worship back to the church. And a fine-looking English gentleman said to me as we were moving out of church, he said, Brother Tozer, I want to be a member of your crusade. He said, for twenty-seven years, I’ve been a missionary in the Far East. And he said, I’m old now, and I think we ought to get back to worshiping God again. That mighty and that terrible God.

And the gospel has gone down now to the place where it’s only good for what you can get out of it. When we forget that the Lord said, when you pray, say our Father which art in heaven, hallowed be Thy name. And I don’t hesitate to say this to you, sir, that God Almighty would rather glorify His name than save a world. That God would rather that His name should be hallowed before all the myriads of created intelligences, than a sinner should be saved, or that a world should be redeemed. In the mercy and wisdom of God He so arranged things, that He can redeem the world and magnify His own glory.

But you and I have the first duty and obligation to honor God. Not the first duty and obligation to help people. That’s modernism, and they’ve had that thrown in on us. And our puritanic forefathers and our Dutch and Scotch fathers who said, let God be right if the world falls; they have been shoved aside now. And they tell us that God is so very kind and lowly and humble and meek and approachable, that we’ve taken all the meaning out of it. Think of this, fear this glorious and fearful name, Jehovah thy God. Shall not His Excellency make you afraid and His dread fall upon you? And with God is a terrible Majesty. And darkness is around Him and His pavilion roundabout were dark waters and thick clouds of the sky. And who is this King of Glory, Jehovah, strong and mighty, the Lord mighty in battle? He’s the King of Glory and blessed be His glorious Name forever. And when you pray, say, Our Father which art in heaven, hallowed be Thy name. Honor and majesty are before Him. Strength and beauty are in His sanctuary. And the glory of the Lord shall endure forever. And I will speak of the glorious honor of Thy majesty and Thy wondrous works. I’m just giving you what the Bible says about Him. God is coming out from behind the cloud, or bringing us out from behind the cloud to show how great He is. A glorious voice He said, shall cause to be heard, and shall show the lightning down in each arm with the indignation of His anger and with the flame of a devouring fire.

Now that’s Old Testament, but somebody says in the New Testament, we have the meek and lowly Jesus. Well, we do, and I want to talk in closing about the lowly Jesus too, and the meek Jesus, but I want you to know that the meek Jesus is a long way from being the Jesus of Salman’s bearded, feminine head. Now I’ll tell you this, I don’t know why, why I preach like this I don’t know. I preach my congregation down to the bone, and nobody comes here unless he’s dead in earnest to do the will of God. Everybody else passes us by and goes somewhere else. But anyhow, I’ll say this to you, that I don’t believe in these feminine heads of Christ. I wouldn’t have one in my home any more than I would have a statue of the Virgin Mary. I wouldn’t have one around, because that’s not Jesus. That bearded, weak-looking, plaintive fellow that’s looking around for somewhere to hide or somebody to bless. At the name of Jesus says the Holy Ghost, every knee shall bow, of things in heaven and things in earth and things under the earth and every tongue shall confess that Jesus Christ is Lord to the glory of God the Father. And our Lord Jesus Christ, which in His time, He shall show who is the blessed and only Potentate, the King of kings, and Lord of Lords, and only had immortality dwelling in the light which no man can approach unto and whom no man has seen nor can see. To Him be honor and power everlasting, amen. That’s New Testament brother, the only wise God our Savior be glory and majesty, dominion and power, both now and ever. Amen.

That’s New Testament, then this Jesus Christ, the of Whom we speak, He is Lord of all. He is Lord of all being and He’s Lord of all life, and He’s the Lord of all majesty and all glory. And I understand the Quakers perfectly well when they had what they called “an opening.” A Quaker believed in an opening. Do you know what an opening is? It meant that there had been an opening, in that the light of God had flashed into their hearts, and that they had seen something. We don’t now, we take a course, but in those days, they had an opening; they got an opening from God. Some older brother would get up and say, “Well, I was in prayer last evening, and I think I had an opening. And I saw the Scripture says this about God,” and he gave his little testimony and sat down, rearranged his beard and sat quiet, and we make fun of them, but they had openings, my brethren.

And heaven is closed to the average one of us now, because this mighty God who makes the lightning down in His arm to be heard is gone completely and in His place, we have a stream-lined sack of a weakness, and we call that God. But God says, “When you pray, say, hallowed be Thy Name, Thy kingdom come, thy will be done in earth as it is in heaven. That’s first. That’s more important my friends. It’s more important that the church of Christ should honor the God of glory, than that they should even preach the gospel to the heathen. But it is so in the will of God that preaching the gospel to the heathen and getting them saved will, as Paul said, bring more people to praise Him, so that we glorify God by winning more people. But, if you had to take your choice, honoring God would be first.

I don’t know who’s going to do it. I talked with James Stewart of the European missions, and with Stacy Woods of the Intervarsity, and with some of the other brethren. And we pretty much agreed; we stood around there and looked at each other and said, well, when is this thing going to get together and start to flow. When is there going to be enough of these people who see as we do and believe in the high honor of God and the need for the exalting of God and the bringing of worship back to the world again? When is there going to be enough that we can be more than a little puddle here and the little puddle there? When can we get together and become a flowing river? Nobody had the answer yet. But one of these days, God is going to give us the answer all right.

And if there’s anything that we’ve got to have in the Church of Christ, it is that we should get back to the God of our fathers, known of old, Lord of our far-flung battle line. Back again to the holy, holy, holy God of Abraham, Isaac, and Jacob, and not to the God of our imagination. Not to the weak God who we push around, but to the great God Almighty.

Well, He’s that great God. And if I had to stop, I’d stop right there. But I’m glad to tell you also that in this 45th Psalm, there is not only majesty, but there is meekness here. And Thy majesty, in Thy majesty ride prosperously, because of truth and meekness. He meeked Himself. That’s no verb anymore. Meek is an adjective now and meekness a noun, but there’s no verb anymore. Meek isn’t a verb, but it ought to be a verb and it used to be and from now on is going to be. And He meeked Himself down. He meeked Himself down.

Listen, while I show you what the Holy Ghost said about Him. Christ Jesus, who being in the form of God, thought not His position in the form of God something to be hung on to, but made Himself of no reputation. Do you see, the only person that dare make himself of no reputation is somebody who is sure of his reputation. He could void His reputation because He knew it was safe. The fellow who isn’t sure of himself has to defend it all the time and run about defending his reputation. And if he hears anybody saying anything about him that might sully his reputation, why, he writes a hot letter. But He made Himself of no reputation. Why? Because He knew who He was. He knew that He was this mighty Lord God that made the mountain to quake. He knew He was this mighty Lord God whose pavilions round about Him were dark water and thick clouds in the sky. He knew He was the King of Glory, the Lord of majesty and blessed be His Glorious Name forever. He wasn’t afraid to void His reputation for the sake of redeeming a lost world.

So, He made Himself of no reputation. Now, that’s one thing, but it’s quite another thing to take on Himself the form of a man, the form of a servant. And that’s something, look, the Great God who had given orders all His life, all His life, and He had lived before the world was and had Being before creation was. And now, He becomes a servant. Not only no reputation, but a servant, and was made in the likeness of men. And after He had become a man, He humbled Himself still further and became obedient under death. And then, that was not low enough, so He died, even the death of the cross. If He had come from glory down, and had lived His lifetime out and gotten old and died in His bed, surrounded by weeping friends, it would have been terrible to think that the great Lord God Almighty, whose strength and beauty were in His sanctuary, that that Great God Almighty, He should die. But, He died in the worst form known to the time. He died on a Roman cross; nailed up there on a Roman cross to wriggle and sweat, and His bones pulled out a joint and His lips cracked and His eyes glazed. He died like that, even says the Holy Ghost, the death on the cross. What wonderous, wondrous condescension that He should be so meek.

My dear friend, I want to tell you this. If you ever get saved, and if you ever move into that heaven of God and walk through those holy gates and look upon the Silver Sea, it will not be because of anything you are. And it won’t be because He changed His mind, or because He lost His crown or His power. It will make some of you mad I suppose, but you’d get over it. But you know, this nice, little housewife that’s running around over in Washington. They have trimmed her down and trimmed it down and trimmed it down and taken away her dominion. She has no power. She’s a nice little woman. I like her. I like her two kids. But, they trimmed her sails. And it’s not the old kings, George and the rest that could say,have his head off! She never says, have his head off. She said, I’m so glad I’m here.

And you see, the majesty is gone brethren. The majesty is gone. The glory is gone. And they keep pumping it up. And it’s all right. If it’s all they have got, they might as well make the most of it. But brethren, I say to you that nobody has ever trimmed down the majesty of the Great God Almighty. And when Jesus Christ became a man, He didn’t lose anything. The theologian Lightfoot said, He’s veiled His glory, but He did not void it. The man who walked about in Jerusalem dust-covered feet and disheveled hair, walking in the wind from one place to another, was the same Lord God who could make the mighty liking down of His voice to sound throughout the world.

This is our Christ, this is our Jesus. And I recommend to you, my friend, that you seek to know Him as He is in His Majesty in order that you might know how mighty fortunate you are. If He had stood by His Majesty and had not been willing to meek Himself down, you would have been in bad shape. You would have been along with angels that sinned and the demons that sinned and left their first habitation. You would have gone down, and there wasn’t anything in you that could save you. When you started down toward the pit, there wasn’t an angel voice raised round the throne of God, not one.
When you started down toward the pit, the day you took your first step or before and started down toward the pit, not an angelic voice said, God, what are you doing? Don’t let that fellow perish. Don’t let that woman die. Not a one for justice. Justice and glory and majesty demanded that we all perish together, and go to the hell were the devil and the fallen angels are. And to save us from that, God would not have voided His Majesty. Keep that in mind, sir.

To save us from that, God would not have diminished His glory by one candlepower. To save us from that, God would never have unhallowed His hallowed name. And that’s why He taught us to say the very first thing when you pray, say, hallowed be Thy Name. And if you haven’t time to pray anything else, pray, hallowed be Thy name. Thy kingdom come. And, if you don’t have time, at least pray that. To rush into God’s presence, and begin to beg, I think is a shoddy thing, when the Great God Almighty meeked Himself. Such Majesty meeked itself downward.

So shall the king greatly desire thy beauty. Why did He do it? Because He greatly desires thy beauty. And the beauty in you is not the beauty you have, but the beauty that He could make you and put in you. It was what Shakespeare called the borrowed majesty, the borrowed majesty that belongs to you. Even the poor tramp who stumbles tonight, bleary-eyed and unshaven on Skid Row, has within buried some of the the borrowed majesty. For God made us in His own image. That doesn’t save us, but there was something there that God called beauty. And so, He came down. He didn’t come down because He had to.

Never think you can put God in a fix or get God in a tight spot. Never. Never. God never gets into tight spots. And God never allows Himself in any wise to be taken over by a man and get into a tight corner and have to do something because He doesn’t want to do. Never. The Great God came down because He desired us. And He desired us because He made us in His image. That’s all. He made us in His image. And He saw the poor, tattered relics of the family resemblance. And He knew that there was that in us which could respond. He knew, that though fallen and lost and certainly doomed, there was that in us which could respond. For that, you ought to thank God for every day you live.

If anybody here grumbles and complains and doesn’t keep thanking God, I’m sorry for you and I hope you’ll repent. For no matter what happens to us we ought to be able to thank God that there was something in us that could respond. Aren’t you glad there was something in us that could respond? And, I’m not even sure that if God hadn’t put it there in the first place, that you could have responded and at all. Because, if I understand the book of John correctly and the book of Romans correctly, I think I do, I don’t believe there’s anything in mankind that can respond except that is has first been moved upon by the Holy Ghost. Brother, I believe in the prevenient workings of the Holy Ghost. If that isn’t election and predestination I don’t know what it is, but it must be, though I’m not supposed to teach either. But, Jesus my Lord said that no man can come to me except the Father draw him. No man can come, and we say, “come on, come on, come on. And He said no man can come except the Father draw him. And if the Father draw him, he’ll come and I’ll give him life, and I won’t cast him out.

So, he said, you believe not because you’re not my sheep. And He didn’t say you’re not my sheep because you don’t believe. We’ve turned it around because we’re scared. We’re afraid to face up to the Sovereign Majesty of the God of our fathers. And so, we say the reason you’re not God’s sheep is you don’t believe, but He said, the reason you don’t believe is because you’re not my sheep. I have not chosen you.

Now, I realize that there has been an awful lot of abuse as the Queen said, O Liberty, what sins have been committed in thy name. We can only say John Calvin, what crimes have been committed in thy name. But nevertheless my brethren, we are a snooty bunch of self-satisfied sinners. We think when we get good and ready of whatever God thinks of it, we’ll come back home and it’ll be God’s business to receive us and he can’t help Himself. Brother, we had better get away from that. You can walk out of here and down the steps, and sin against the Holy Ghost, and be as cold as an icicle from this time till you’re dark, and God doesn’t owe you one thing. We so preach the gospel as to make grace cheap and God cheap, and make God oh that’s something.

A man in this church years ago, he’s not here now, was quite put out because I said God didn’t owe us anything. He came down to the front and argued with me and said God did. What does God owe you except damnation? What does God owe me except damnation? What is it He owes the Archbishop of Canterbury or the Pope, except damnation. We have sinned. We have sinned. We have veiled the glory of God and we’ve taken our place with the fallen crew and the black bats and the squirming serpents, and if we’re ever saved it will be because Majesty meeked itself down to find us. And Majesty didn’t have to do it because Majesty wasn’t afraid of itself. We rush to defend God.

I wouldn’t write one line in defense of God. When old Zerubabel was it? When Gideon tore the altar down. Wasn’t his father’s name Zerubabel? If I’m wrong, excuse me names, you know. A name by any other name would be just as bad. But when when Gideon pull the altars down, somebody said, kill Gideon, kill Gideon. He’s pulled down the altars of Baal and Gideon’s father said, that’s a weird one. He said if Baal’s a god, why didn’t he look after himself. He said, do you have to run out there and defend him. He said, let Baal plea, and if Baal is what he claims is, let him punish my son. He said, I’m not going to defend him, and I won’t defend God. I won’t write a line in defensive of God. A God I have to defend can’t take me across the dark river. He can’t save my soul from the magnetic tug of hell. If the God I have to defend can’t deliver me from the machinations of the devil, can’t do it. Ah, my God doesn’t need my defense. He’s the Lord of Glory, mighty and great is He. And He meeked Himself down.

You ought to thank God every day in red-face chagrin that you ever sinned and God had to meek Himself down to help you. He became meek because He was Majesty. And why did He do it? Listen and I’ll read these few verses in closing. I saw no temple therein for the Lord God Almighty and the Lamb are the temple of it. The city had no need of the sun, neither of the moon to shine in it, for the glory of God, did lighten it, and the Lamb is the Light thereof.

I have no doubt but there are many Christians running around over the country right now that believe that when they go to heaven, there will be a brass band a mile long to meet them. But I see here that they didn’t even need moon or sun, but the glory of God lightened all heaven and the Lamb is the Light thereof. And as the poet said before, Thine ever-blazing throne, we asked no lustre of our own. And the nations of them which are saved shall walk in the light of it. And kings of the earth do bring their glory into it. The kings of the earth bring their glory, throw down their crowns, toss their scepters, take off their purple robes, and throw them at the feet of the One who was Majesty and is Majesty, but in His infinite love, meeked Himself to save us. And the gates of it shall not be shut at all by day; and there’s no night there, and they shall bring the glory and honor of the nations into it. Isn’t it awful that this passage like this has been given the funerals nothing else? Nobody ever reads it unless he’s at a funeral. And I Jesus, have sent mine angel to testify unto you that these things in churches. I’m the root and the offspring of David, the bright and the Morning Star.

When you look up Brother, don’t look for the Sputnik. I am the root and the offspring of David the bright and the Morning Star. And the Spirit and the Bride say come, and him that heareth say, come and let him that is athirst, come. And whosoever will, let him come. Here’s the Root of David and the offspring of David and the bright and Morning Start meeking Himself down to call you to Him. You deserve nothing but death, but He died that you might be called to Him. Wonderful, wonderful. Was it any wonder that David said, my heart is inditing a good matter. I speak of the things which I have made touching the king. Thou art fairer than the children of men. Grace is poured forth by thy lips. Is it any wonder, what a wonderful, gracious God He is. He’s a God of sovereignty before He’s the God of grace. And if the church in America would restore again the teaching of the sovereignty of God back into the churches, sinners would be converted, not half-converted. And this that the missionaries told us, I believe in it. I believe in it. They said they postpone their baptism until they get delivered from their temper. They postpone their baptism until they can find a sin in their life. But we stampede the baptismal waters, careless and unconcerned because our God is not the sovereign God of our fathers. He’s a home-made God put together out of pieces of poetry and stories and ideas preached to us by people who don’t know better. The God and Father of our Lord Jesus, when he said, Jesus said when you pray, say, Father, first of all, help us. Thy name should be hallowed and that Thy Kingdom should come. That Thy will should be done all over the universe, down here as it is up there. Let that be first, and the other things fall in line. Blessed be God and blessed be His holy Son, Jesus Christ. This way we ask in Jesus’ name.

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“God’s Great Purpose in Redemption-Worship”

September 29, 1957

So shall the king greatly desire thy beauty, for He is thy Lord, worship thou Him. As you can see, there’s desire on both sides, the King greatly desires the beauty of his bride. And the bride is exhorted to worship Him who is the Lord. He is thy Lord worship thou Him.

Now, I’d like to say that I believe in one God, the Father Almighty, maker of heaven and earth, and of all things visible and invisible, and in one Lord Jesus Christ, the Son of God, who was begotten of Him before all worlds, who is God of God, the Light of Light and the very God of very God and begotten and not made. I believe in the Holy Ghost, the Lord and giver of life, which proceeded from the Father and the Son, in which with the Father and Son together, is worshipped and glorified. And I believe in one Lord Jesus Christ, who for us men, and for our salvation, came down from heaven and was incarnate by the Holy Ghost of the Virgin Mary. And He suffered under Pontius Pilate, was crucified, and was buried. On the third day, He rose again from the dead, and sitteth at the right hand of the Majesty in the heavens.

Now, why was this? This we all believe, but why was? It had a purpose. Not to give you peace of mind, though that’s part of it. Not to deliver you from bad habits, though, that’s part of it. But what was the great central purpose of the Great God who never does anything without a purpose in all this rich, gold and glorious odyssey of the Father, Son and Holy Ghost.

It was that He might make worshipers out of enemies. It was that He might take those whose backs were to Him, backs to Him and turn their faces to Him. It was that He might persuade those moral beings who had forgotten how to worship, to turn around again and bow in ecstatic adoration before the presence of the Triune God. So, the purpose of Christ in redemption was not to save us from hell primarily, but it was to save us unto worship, that we might become again worshipers of the living God.

Now, I’d like to state that worship is the normal employment of moral beings. That moral beings worship God normally as a bird sings. Normal beings worship God; that’s their normal employment. And if you look in your Bible you will find that every glimpse of heaven shows the people there, the persons, the beings there, worshipping God.

Let me take the time to do what I know sometimes bores some people, and that is read a little from the Scriptures. Listen to this. It came to pass in the thirtieth year, in the fourth month, in the fifth day of the month, as I was among the captives by the river Kebar, that the heavens were opened and I saw visions of God. In the fifth day of the month, the word of the Lord came expressly unto Ezekiel the priest, the son of Buzi, in the land of the Chaldeans by the river Kebar and the hand of the Lord was there upon him. And I looked and behold a whirlwind came out of the North, a great cloud, and the fire unfolding itself. And the brightness was about it. And out of the midst of it thereof is the color of amber. Out of the midst of the fire, also out of the midst thereof there all came the likeness of four living creatures. And the likeness of the firmament upon the heads of the living creatures was as the color of the terrible crystal stretched from over their heads above. And under the firmament were their wings straight and one toward the other. Everyone had two which covered on this side and everyone had two which covered on that side their body. And when they went I heard the noise of their wings like the noise of great waters as the voice of the Almighty, the voice of speech as the noise of an host. When they stood, they let down their wings, and above the firmament that was over their head was the likeness of a throne as the appearance of a sapphire stone. And upon the likeness of the throne was the likeness of the appearance of a Man upon it. And I saw as the color of amber as the appearance of fire round about within from the appearance of his loins, even upward. From the appearance of his loins, even downward, I saw as it were, the appearance of fire, and the brightness round about. As the appearance of the bowl that is in the cloud in the day of rain, so is the appearance of the brightness round about. This was the appearance of the likeness of the glory of the Lord. And when I saw it, I fell upon my face, and I heard a voice of One that spake.

That’s the Old Testament, come to the new. After this, I looked, and behold, the door was opened in heaven. And immediately, I was in the Spirit and behold, a throne was set in heaven, and One sat on the throne. And He that sat was to look upon like a jasper and a sardin stone and there was a rainbow round about the throne in sight like unto an emerald. And I saw four and twenty elders sitting, clothed in white rainment and they had on their heads crowns of gold. And out of the throne proceeded lightnings and thunderings and voices, and there were seven lamps of fire burning before the throne, which are the seven Spirits of God, and the beasts and those give glory and honor and thanks to Him that sat on the throne Who liveth forever and ever. The four and twenty elders fell down and worshiped Him that liveth forever and ever, and cast their crowns before the throne saying, Thou art worthy O Lord, to receive glory and honor and power. For thou hast created all things, and for Thy pleasure they are, and were created. And I beheld, and lo, in the midst of the throne and of the four beasts. And in the midst of the elders stood a Lamb as it had been slain, having seven horns and seven eyes, which are the seven Spirits of God. And He came and took the book, and they sang a new song, saying, Thou art worthy to take the book and to open the seals thereof, for Thou wast slain, and has redeemed us to God by that blood out of every kindred, and tongue, and people and nation. And behold, I heard the voice of many angels round about the throne and the Beast and the elders. And the number of them was 10,000 times 10,000 and thousands of thousands, saying with a loud voice, Worthy is the Lamb that was slain, to receive power and riches and wisdom and strength and honor and glory and blessing. Every creature which is in heaven, and on the earth, and under the earth, and such as are in the sea, and all that are in them, heard I, saying, blessing and honor and glory and power belong to Him that sitteth upon the throne, and unto the Lamb forever and ever. And the four beasts said, amen. And the four and twenty elders fell down and worshiped Him that liveth forever and ever.

Now, there my brethren is a picture of heaven, just a little peep into heaven. Just cup our ear and listen and we hear it for it’s going on now. It’s not something that’s prophetic only. It’s prophetic in the sense that it will be in the future, but it’s present in the sense that it also is now. And my friends, our Lord taught that worship is a moral imperative.

Now, let me read to your brief passage only, from the book of Luke. Listen, And when He was come nigh, even now at the descent of the mount of Olives, the whole multitude of the disciples began to rejoice and praise God with a loud voice for all the mighty works that they had seen; Saying, Blessed be the King that cometh in the name of the Lord: peace in heaven, and glory in the highest. And some of the Pharisees from among the multitude said unto him, Master, rebuke thy disciples. And he answered and said unto them, I tell you that, if these should hold their peace, the stones would immediately cry out. It’s a moral imperative my brethren, and God will have somebody worshiping him if He has to raise up a talking, shouting, singing stone.

Now, we have a little song we sing some times, and I want you to note it. I just want you to note it. It says, bless, Oh my soul, the living God. Call home thy thoughts that are roam abroad. The old man of God believed as I believe tonight. That when our thoughts are roaming all over the face of the earth, and are not centered on God, that they’re away. They’re like a stray dog out in the alley. They’re roaming away from home. Call home thy thoughts that are roam abroad. Let all the powers within me join to work in worship so divine. What work is there? What worship is there so divine as worshiping God. Bless oh my soul that the God of grace, His favor claims the highest praise? Why should the wonders He hath wrought be lost in silence and forgot. Another one tells us that it is a guilty silence and cries break to his tongue, break my tongue thy guilty silence. That when a man or a woman born to worship God is not worshiping God, the very silence of his tongue denotes guilt in his heart. And the man who did not worship God today has a guilty tongue. For worship is a moral imperative. Worship belongs to heaven and to all beings that are moral beings, not to the beasts. Not to the birds that fly and the worms that crawl, but all beings with moral perception and intelligence. It is the business of our tongues to be worshipping God and when we do not we are guilty.

Now, I would like to tell you this, that worship is the missing jewel in evangelicalism today. The church has decked herself with everything. I read yesterday in the newspaper that the churches have been building all this summer, and that we were running into a whole welter of dedications. Now, God bless them, and I’m glad for every building that went up this Summer. We happen to be in a boom. You’ve heard about it. Everybody has more money than is good for him. And so the churches are building, and that’s all right. We’ve decked ourselves with every kind of ornament. We have everything. But there is one shining gem that has been lost to the church. And it has been lost even to the evangelical church.

I got a letter this week, I don’t know whether those friends are present tonight or not. And if they are they will understand. I got a letter from a woman. And she said Mr. Tozer, we were out to hear the sermon on worship, and I’d like to tell you this, that my husband who was a Parsi, that is, Zoroaster fire worshiper, had to teach me to worship the Savior, even though I was brought up in a certain denomination. I had to learn from my converted Parsi husband to worship God. Worship, my friends is the missing jewel in evangelicalism. And the awesome and wonderful jewell with its mysterious luster has been all but lost to us. We meet together and we go through rituals and forms, but worshipping God is something else and we’ve forgotten to worship God.

There was once a noble being and it disturbs me. I don’t know too much about this now, and don’t press me for a very careful exegis, because I’m not sure I know who this is. But, I read about it in the inspired Word of God. He forgot to worship. Listen, thou hast been in Eden the garden of God. Every precious stone was thy covering. The workmanship of thy tablets and of thy pipes was prepared in thee in the day the tower was created. Why did he have tablets and pipes, which are of course musical instruments? Why did this creature, this anointed cherub that covereth; why did he have in his divine workmanship, these instruments built-in? He was a walking organ, a walking harp. God made him so. I have set thee so, it goes on to say. Thou wast upon the holy mountain of God. Thou hast walked up and down in the midst of the stones of fire. I read quite a little about fire tonight. But don’t forget my brethren, that when we come to try to understand what God is like, the best we can do is to talk about spirit and fire. Now, physical fire is not God. And God warned against that and said, when thou gazes up into the sky and sees the sun, or the stars by night, do not fall down and worship them. For that is an abomination unto Jehovah thy God for so did the nations around thee.

So, we’re not fire worshippers, but we recognize that God dwells in fire and these creatures came out of the fire and stood with their six wings. With twain they covered their faces, and with twain they covered their feet, and with twain they did fly. When the Holy Spirit came upon them at Pentecost, He came with fire, and sat upon each one of them. It is as near as God can get to telling us what He’s like, that strange, mysterious, lustrous, shining, beautiful thing. And thou wast perfect in thy ways, from the day that thou was created till iniquity was found in thee. And he who had come beautiful beyond all description, with his worship built-in, and who is permitted to walk up and down amidst in the shining holy stones of fire, now finds iniquity there. God finds iniquity in him, therefore I will cast thee as profane out of the mountain of God. And I will destroy thee old covering cherub from the midst of the stones of fire. I believe that’s Satan if I should be wrong in my exegis, it’s some being, for I read from Ezekiel 28. And if a great being like that, should could be cast out, and would be and was cast out of heaven because he forgot the purpose of his creation. If he forgot that his tongue was made to sing the praises of his Creator. If he could be cast out, hurled down from heaven, shear over the crystal battlements, then I asked you, is it not possible the church that forgets to worship God is in danger of losing her place among the stones of fire?

Is it not possible that the church that doesn’t worship, that only meets and knits or only meets and reads, or only meets and things, or only meets and fellowships, or only meets and eats? Is it not possible that that church may lose her candlestick? Jesus said at one time, you remember, to the Ephesian church, I will pluck out thy candlestick. I’ll remove it. I don’t know what that means exactly, but I don’t want it to happen to me. If God were to wake me tonight at two, or tomorrow morning at two or three o’clock wide, stark awake and say to me, I am removing the Alliance candlestick from the corner of 70th and Union. I wouldn’t have to write to Moody Monthly to find out what it meant. I wouldn’t have to look up the various commentators to see what it meant. I’d be terrorized. And I’d fall on my face and cry, O God, these are Thy people. These are Thy people. Turn not away, my God from these Thy people, for they belong to Thee. And what will the heathen say if you destroy Thy people? I don’t have to know all that means. I only know that it’s terrible enough just to read it. I will take thy candlestick out of its place.

So, there’s danger that we Christians should simply be utilitarian Christians, using Jesus Christ as an escape hatch from hell. That we should simply use the Lord as we use insurance and social security, and whatever else fits into our scheme of self-promotion. But worship, worship my brethren, God has made us to worship. And the man who doesn’t know how to worship, doesn’t know, doesn’t know the purpose of his creation. I’d like to analyze worship if I could a little bit. It can’t be done. It lies beyond. It lies beyond the intellect. But we can we can stand and at least admire, and walk around her holy battlements, and see the Gates of Jerusalem and look a little.

Now, what is it? I think that worship is an attitude. It is a state of mind, a sustained act, if you could allow that, subject to degrees of perfection and intensity certainly. Because, not even the Apostles could worship God always with the same degree of intensity. And all the great mystics and devotional writers that I have heard of during the years, and have read about, and seen their hymns and their devotional works. They all claim that the intensity and degree of worship rises and falls; that it’s impossible to sustain it too long. Even on the mountaintop there, they could not stay too long. The Lord said, go on down the hill. So, I do not claim that this is to be a continuous, unbroken, and yet it is to be unbroken in some measure, because it embodies a number of factors; mental, spiritual, and emotional; worship does.

And let me let me point to some of the factors. One is boundless confidence in the character of God, and nobody can worship God unless he has this boundless confidence in the character of God. You see, confidence is necessary to respect. You cannot respect anybody you have no confidence in. And of course, you cannot worship anyone you do not respect. So that we have to have respect raised to the nth degree. We must have respect that believes with absolute confidence in God, in the character of God, in the being of God. And worship rises or falls, depending upon the idea that the church has of God, whether it’s high or low.

Now, it so happens that the evangelical concept of God is very low today. An Englishman by the name of Philips, the man who has made the translations, wrote a little book that somebody put in my hand called, “Your God is Too Small.” Well, it’s true, the God of the evangelical is too small. We can put Him in our pocket, or put Him up by the way some of our friends do to keep us from having accidents. I threatened to buy brother Ericson a plastic saint put up in front of his car to keep him from having accidents. It doesn’t protect you from policemen, because I saw a policeman tagging a car that had a plastic saint on it one time. And I said to the cop, well, I’ve learned one thing saints don’t protect you from cops. He said, No, they don’t. I’ve got so many to tag and I’m out tagging them. And he said they’re following me around. If I don’t do it, they will get me.

So, this God we have now, this God isn’t much bigger than St. Christopher, and the God of popular Christianity can’t be worshiped, because He isn’t respected. And He isn’t respected, because He’s not big enough. And the Sovereign God of our fathers that we sing about, the God of Abraham that the Jews sang about, the God of Abraham praise. And that Mighty God, that Mighty God, brought men to their knees with great respect. And so, boundless confidence is first, and the second is admiration.

Now, admiration is the appreciation of the excellency of anything. And man is made capable of appreciating excellency. If you were to bring a canary or a nightingale or a mockingbird in here, and play this piano to it, I suppose it would, I’ve understood the canaries will sing when you turn the radio on. I guess they do appreciate a little but they certainly wouldn’t be able to appreciate as much as an audience like this. They certainly wouldn’t be able to understand the beauty of music, and certainly the lower creatures have not in them the ability to appreciate or to admire, as we do. God has made us with ability to admire.

And then, He has given Himself to us as the object of our boundless unlimited admiration. And this can grow, this admiration. It can grow in knowledge and in depth until it fills the heart with wonder and delight, to admire God, just to admire God, not to admire people. I quite agree with the young man’s prayer here tonight, “O God save us from people and from big shots.” He didn’t use that, he won’t use slang the way I do, but save us O Lord from people. We’re always hearing, the big fellow did this, another big fellow did that, another big fellow did that. And I feel like crying, O God, we have heard man’s voice and we’re weary.

Speak Thou to us, O Lord, for I want to admire God. I can admire man who was made in the image of God, but my admiration for man is only because he was made in the image of God. God is the object of our admiration, my brethren. And when we admire, did you ever hear music? You know, there are some things that are so wonderful that you can’t use them. Matthew Arnold said about the poetry of Burns. He said that some of the poetry of Burns is so piercingly, piercingly, so penetratingly pathetic, such piercing pathos in it that it hurts you. You can’t read it. You can’t read it. And have you ever heard a piece of music that hurt you? Hurt you that you bent over with pain when you admired it to a point where it got the better of you. And there are certain great works of literature like that, certain great passages in Milton and Shakespeare are so great that the average rank and file can’t rise to take it. It is too grief and wonderful.

So, when we admire enough, it becomes a delightful pain. It becomes an enjoyable agony within the bosom. Agony? Why? Because we’re not big enough inside. God is going to make us bigger, He’s going to make us. Paul cried, “Be thou enlarged. Thou art constricted,” he said within your heart. Be enlarged. And He wants to make us big enough to admire God, and admire Him with wonder and delight.

And then, following in this analysis, is fascination. That is, it’s to be filled with a moral excitement. I have never have been able to understand, and I can’t to this day, the solemn, sad, long face, composed, poised, self-possessed, temperate, and cold people who sing hymns, and are not affected by them. Who hear the Scripture, but are not affected. Who pray in a monotonous drone. I have not been able to understand them because the fascination of worship is a moral excitement. And it excites us inside. And by excitement, I use the word means when I say excitement. There’s an excitement about love, an excitement about adoration. And this fascination, it captivates and it charms, and it entrances. And the Christian who’s ever seen God in holy worship, I’d say he’s been struck with astonished wonder at the inconceivable elevation, at the magnitude and splendor of the being we call God.

And I pray that God will send to us again. I pray that he will send to us again men out of the fire. Men who’ve walked up and down in the midst of the stones of fire. Who can come back to the world, not to be great founders or great promoters or great mixers, but whose presence with us, is as the presence of an angel. When they looked upon the face of Stephen, they saw his face as the face of an angel, because he said, I see Jesus lifted up. I see him standing. And his face shone. And the shining of the face of Stephen has done more to illuminate the church of the living God than 10,000 theologians and cold teachers of the Law.

My brethren, we need men out of the fire again. We need bold, terrible men. We need men and women who have fought their way, and prayed their way, and been scorned maybe and called fanatics and scoffed at, and named every name, as the song says, the colored song, when they’ve called me everything but a Christian. They were Christians, but they called them everything but a Christian. And some of these will have to go through the fire and be called everything but a Christian to push in and beat their way past the flesh and the world and the devil and cold Christians and dead deacons and elders that are cold, and the general level of things. And they’ll have to push themselves in until they’re fascinated by what they see and find there.

Elijah came down from the mountains of Tishbe girded about the loins with a leather girdle and walked into the presence of the king and said, “you don’t know who I am, but I am Elijah. I stand in the presence of God.” And that’s why he could command fire when the occasion required it. And Ezekiel, before God ever allowed him to be a preacher at all had to have this first chapter experience that I read part of tonight. Isaiah before he could ever write his great book, had to see God high and lifted up with His train filling the temple and had to hear the vibrant voice of the seraphim crying, “Holy, holy, holy is the Lord God Almighty. And so it was with some of the other prophets, Jeremiah. And so it was with some of the apostles. Paul could never, that stiff, cold, hard man of theology and logic. He never would have been the blazing apostle surific in his feet, except he had that experience on Damascus Road when God’s light shone round about him, brighter than midday and blinded him for three days.

Oh, that we might raise up some people. I don’t care whether they’re Baptist, Presbyterians, Reformed, or what they call themselves, I wouldn’t ask God to let them come out of this society of ours. If we have lost our worship, then our candlestick will be removed. I would only pray that God would raise them up, that his all. As old brother MacArthur used to say, “I’ll follow the man with oil on his forehead.” And I’ll follow the man with the flame that sits there. And I don’t care what denomination he calls himself.

So fascination, the inconceivable brightness, the unbelievable elevation, the magnitude and the splendor of God. When it shines in upon a human heart, it changes things brethren. And we’re not what we used to be. He doesn’t kill our sense of humor, but it chastens. It doesn’t destroy all fun, but it takes levity out of the system. So, we never can again be anything but serious-minded men and women. And I pray God it may be so.

But passing on to adoration, adoration. Adoration of course, is the state of adoring. It is to love with all the power within us. It is to love with fear, and with wonder, and with yearning, and with awe. Our trouble is, dear people, we have hearts as big as the world, and the object of our love is small as little peas in a pod. That’s our difficulty. That’s what’s the matter with the people out on the highways tonight. That’s what’s the matter with the women who keep the houses down here. That’s what the matter with the men who stand and belch over the bar and drink their beer in some saloon tonight. That’s what’s the matter with the women who go into weird cults up on the Gold Coast because they have too much of their husband’s money to know what to do with. That’s what’s the matter with the people who are out tonight raising hell all over the world. God has given them ability to love, and they can’t find anything worthy of their love.

Out in Hollywood, it leaps like a drunk bird from one bow to another. It jumps here and then shuts it off, and jumps there and shuts it off, and jumps there until they’re married as much as three and four and eight to ten times because they’re trying to find something to love and they can’t find anything worthy of their love. God made them too big inside. Thou hast set eternity in their heart. Even a fallen man. Even the fallen cherub never found again an object worthy of his love. And all the devils that have fallen in the being, the angels that fell out of heaven, have never found an object worthy of their love. Never. Never. That’s why I grieve when I see someone made in the image of God off on a little sidetrack doing silly things, foolish things. Little, spending their lives doing little things.

There died some year or so ago, a great woman, the greatest women athlete probably that ever lived, Babe Didrikson. And I was discussing Babe Didrikson with one of the men of the church. Penetrating mind he has and he said, “well, she was a great woman, unquestionably. But it seems too bad that she should have dedicated her greatness to jumping over things and knocking little balls and doing little things that were unworthy of her affection.” If you want to do that and keep you in good shape, all right. I stretch a rubber bands in order to keep healthy. And so, you’ll go ahead and do that if you want to. I don’t mind, to dedicate your life to it, my friends, to dedicate your life to it. There are men who start the last of April and end the first week in October, and every day except when they’re traveling, they’re looking at ballgames.

Well, it seems to me this is an awful, when God has made our heart as big as the world that we should pick out a tiny little object and kneel before it and worship, or at least love it so much. And Jesus when they came to Him and said, what is the great commandment of the Law, He said, this is the greatest commandment, thou shalt love the Lord that God with all thy heart and with all thy mind and strength and with all the power in you, you are to love God. So, adoration is love with fear and wonder and yearning and awe. When Jesus walked among men, He affected them two ways, and sometimes, two ways at once. He affected them with a magnetic drawing, and He affected them with a fear that repulsed. And the same heart that yearned for God with a great yearning, also an awesome fear, might have been repulsed by the greatness and elevation and magnitude of the being we call God.

This is not only to love, but it’s to feel a possessiveness, a crying mind. Go through your Bible and see how many times that men say mine to God, my, mine, to God. They tell us the personal pronoun shouldn’t be used in religion. That’s the difficulty with it. We’re using it about ourselves, and about what we’ve done, and about where we’ve been, and about who we know, and about what we own. But we’re afraid to use it about our relation to God. And one of the great theologians, who was it, Luther that said, the whole heart of religion lies in its personal pronoun.

And when the human heart cries with the Psalmist, or a prophet or an apostle or a mystic, “mine, mine, mine, God is mine.” And when the human heart worships God and says, mine. God says, Yes, I’m, I’m yours. So shall the king greatly desire thy beauty? For He is thy lord, worship thou Him. And the times all this rises to the place of breathless silence, wrapped in deep adoring, silence, Jesus, Lord, I dare not move, lest I lose the smallest saying meant to catch and hear love.

Now, when all these are present, these mental, emotional, and spiritual factors are present continually; they’re present in varying degrees, but when they’re present, they’re present in song and in praise and in prayer, and in mental prayer, in inward prayer, and the ejaculatory prayer, kept blazing by long seasons of prayer. They condition our thoughts, and our words and our deeds. And they give us a philosophy of life. They give us an outlook, a vantage point. They give us what the moderns like to call a scale of values. That’s all right, because the liberals use it, don’t throw it away. But they give us a scale of values. We value some things more than others and we learn what is valuable and what isn’t. And it hallows every place and every time and every task. And it can do that for all of us. And it gives back the glory which Jesus had with the Father before the world was. It prepares the heart to worship.

When Jesus said come unto me, all ye that labor and are heavy laden and I will give you rest. He talked about a burden. And what was that burden? It was the burden of the tuneless heart. It was the burden of the voiceless nightingale. It was the burden of the heart that was capable of tremendous, all but infinite love that couldn’t find an object. It was the burden of the man whose tongue was made to praise God, but it had been guilty in his mouth for all the years. And what is the rest? The rest is among other things, the rest of adoration.

My brethren, you will learn more in a half hour of adoring silence in the presence of God with your Bible than you will learn in all the schools, and I believe in the schools. I’ve supported the schools. I’ve promoted them. I preached to their people. I have done everything possible and I’ve never talked them down. But you will learn more of God, Wesley said it, Augustine said it, Thomas à Kempis said it, and I’ve repeated it a thousand times; but a little while spent adoring, a little while spent caught between fear and fascination, between joy and repentance, or the sharp pangs of repentance, adoring God, you will learn more, more of light, more, more of light than you will ever find at any other time.

O Father, we beseech thee for all of these. Take them through the fire and through the flood, but above all things, to the blood. And if they have to sit by the river Kebar as Ezekiel did, or be thrown down into a pit as Jeremiah was. or be surrounded by dancing, fanatical foes as Elijah was, or be on the Isle of Patmos as John was, or to fall flat down in a faint as Daniel did, oh, whatever the cost we pray Thee, make Christian worshipers out of these men and women. This we ask in Jesus’ name.

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